The Ugly Truth.

My poems. Feel free to take a look.
Different poem each chapter.

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1. Trickle, Trickle.

Trickle goes the blood on the floor.

Trickle goes the water.

Spilt due to his almighty fall.

Yet she lays there.

All so silent.

Grinning.

Trickle goes the dribble from her mouth.

Trickle goes the seamen from the bed.

Created by the temptation of hot skin. Willing for connection.

Hitting the floor with a pitter, patter, pitter, patter.

No-one knew her little secret.

Trickle goes the blood on the floor.

Trickle goes the water.

Spilt due to his almighty fall.

Trickle.

Trickle.

Trickle.

Trickle.

Goes the blood dripping off her teeth.

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