Moonlit Stilettos
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Category : Poems
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Melancholy afterglow,
gets her thrills from cheap cologne.
Waits outside for the next guy,
foolish enough to hear her lies.
I tell you son, you'll get burnt,
watch your back if you don't want hurt.
Better be ducking Cupids arrows,
all she wants is moonlit stilettos.
