Headless Love

by Rick   Jun 6, 2006


The call cut short just like her lovers spine, a friend betrayed in his moral decline,while he was working, doing america a favor, the neighbor couldnt help himself, you know that he craved her, one thing led to another and he gave her, 9 months of regret

come on mister american man, take a break for a while, come on mister american man, use your knowledge against their guile

(your gonna make them pay)

quick-call your tue love so you can hear his last breath
in a frantic furry the phone goes dead (just like him)

quick-so noone will see you, put the head in the bag, the body in the booth, and the bag in the car, rush on over to her bedside and reveal you suprize

(you see this)see what youve done?
now you can sleep with him whenever you want
(go on)go to sleep
(go on)look in is rolled back eyes and tell him you love him
what are you waiting for?(do it)

goodbye mister suicide
goodbye mister suicide

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lily

    I like this poem. I can feel the hate and hurt written in the words. Its almost as if this person couldnt help but kill the man that took what was rightfully his. Your a wonderful poet keep up the good work!