you were barrooms and bedroom eyes

filled with sweet nothing promises,

and i swallowed down your love

but couldn’t handle the burn

it left me with a black heart

and a mouth full of ashes

and now i regret the way

i let you breathe me in

because your words

left bullet wounds and bruises

all over my skin

while those whiskey lips of yours

felt just like a razor’s kiss

and i let you bleed me dry

– ashley jane

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2 Comments
  • Midwest Fantasy
    March 7, 2019

    You can feel the black heart in this Ash. Loved it. I put a link to in on Go Dog Go Cafe today–promoting one of my fav writers!

  • breathwords
    March 8, 2019

    Thank you so much babe! 💜😘

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