The Begining of The End,
or It's All Just a Matter of Time
1am
The words trip over her tongue.
They wash out into the space between them
Hitting her target slightly left of the center.
She’s smiling;
Blowing hot air over her fingernails
and buffing them on her lapel.
It’s a brush-back pitch,
A challenge,
A dare,
A psych out,
She’s redefining their boundaries.
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I particularly enjoyed this - Because he liked her purple prose;
And kept his own quill sharpened.
GREAT work!
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Because he kindled the fire of her passion,
Because he liked her purple prose;
And kept his own quill sharpened.
Loved it. Amazing take!
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Thanks so much for reading! and I'm so flatterd by this feedback because your song is so good, lyrics and performance!
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