Fault and Fracture
You were most beautiful as the damage and the trauma,
Pounding hard with battered wings of destiny.
You were my last great war,
You were my heaven ablaze,
Riddled with faults and fractures.
And I spent my last of days burning my oldest of bridges,
And I spent my last of nights killing the best of friends .
In the company of thieves, liars, beggers and whores,
I’ll lay waiting, just waiting for my time to come.
me as a parent.
Margie, my 8 year old Belgian Shepherd.
Hi, I’m Timmy Turner and i STOLE FROM MY MOM’S PURSE