Friday, February 20, 2009

yet again

It was dark and it was fucking cold,
the teeth clenching against the jaw.

It was late into the night and nobody knows
why everything happened so fast.

Yet again.

If things were better, they would have become worse
If eternity was forever, love wouldn't be loss.

Sneaky thoughts ran through her compact mind
As she stood outside the house of her man

With a king size knife in her hand
Zombies were coming after them.

Yet again, there's no place to hide.
Baby, I'm home.

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