Harlequin Night Girls, by . QUEENIE .
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bloody kisses and
paperback romance
a dollar a dozen
it's all the same
the love you sell
cannot heal the
ones who need it most.
cheap and easy
carefree and worryless
worthless,
dirt.
it's all just
another escape
a fake realm of reality.
harlequin girls in harlequin bars
nightclubs, street corners
your own backyard.
an easy fix
that hold real tight
until the next leak springs
until the next one comes along
a dollar a dozen
your kisses so sweet
heal the wounds that fester
and yet
do nothing at all.
xoxo
Ellie J
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Posted: 2006-06-25 23:30:31 UTC |
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