Evening delight, or so she thought
Terror eyes is all he sought
As she thought she found her man
God looked down at the bad judgment in hand
She had no clue of his vicious past
Unknowingy she took the wine filled glass
Laughing humiliatingly in her face
From small charade to life or death chase
As she ran to the balcony she took a glance back
Realizing it was a dream, No real attack
A contest entry
- Delightful Evening Quickie by delightfulmess.
575 points, ended March 10, 9 entries
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Tell The Truth, Thats All I ask
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HAllucinogens will mess you up like this. So will miss placed love. Well done.
Buddy
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