
| RoadKill, Baby
Author: soft-spoken Left for dead, wanting to hold on. It's just one of those things in love and life.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Drama - Words: 124 - Published: 04-06-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2344539
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Road-Kill, Baby
I
cry with yelping pain
Knowing
once again
I
have fallen
Under
the darkness
Yes,
again
You
let me slip
As
I was desperately holding on
You
fed me to the cracks,
As
I was desperately holding on
You
left me for dead,
I
was desperately holding on
You
left your beloved for dead
Darling,
how?
Road
– Kill, baby,
That's
what I am to you
Oh,
I'm
Road-Kill, sweetie,
That's
all I am to you
Why
wouldn't you let me die –
My
way,
The
high way
Selfish
mass destructor
Couldn't
bare
You
just wanted what you wanted
'Til
you were done with what you wanted
And
then make what you had
Road-Kill,
At
last
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