Panties

She kicked your boots from under the bed
Took back all the words that she had said
I love you's and I miss you's
She must not have had a clue
Of how you really are these days
You’ve changed in so many ways

So take that old hat and those boots
Before this gun starts to shoot

Want her panties as a reminder
Of how she left you behind her?

by Maggie lll

Comments (2)

a flowing piece, doesnt seem like segments of compilation. haunts with the fading time & memories' with the delicate, she woven in the background. title n the first stanza is very into the plot of poem straight away! & esp. loved the s5 lithely dancing in your words, 12 inch stretches of ghosts in the past obsidian turns with needle point memories haunting the atmosphere like shadow dancer
a flowing piece, doesnt seem like segments of compilation. haunts with the fading time & memories' with the delicate, she woven in the background. title n the first stanza is very into the plot of poem straight away! & esp. loved the s5 lithely dancing in your words, 12 inch stretches of ghosts in the past obsidian turns with needle point memories haunting the atmosphere like shadow dancer