The pair of sad eyes
I remember so well
as she leaves the room
leaving behind her hopes
A real life mannequin
dressed to ****
in expensive outfits
bought for... what a darling..
day in and out
struts up and down
in five star hotels
drowning in her hard earn dollars
that only last for a day or two...
I remember her hands shaking
as she holds a glass of whiskey
taking quick puffs at her cigarette
you can tell... she isn't a beginner
so what with that pair of sad eyes?
but her body violently trembles
she fidgets, panting nervously
another greedy hands wraps her waist
a knowing nod, mutual agreement
another ride .... another night...
she walks with him....
leaving behind her dreams...
her eyes are sad .... you can tell
another journey awaits her
on this wild hungry night
no one bothers of her pair of sad blue eyes eyes...
only the heat of her naked flesh....
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
The pair of sad eyes
I remember so well
as she leaves the room
leaving behind her hopes
A real life mannequin
dressed to ****
in expensive outfits
bought for... what a darling..
day in and out
struts up and down
in five star hotels
drowning in her hard earn dollars
that only last for a day or two...
I remember her hands shaking
as she holds a glass of whiskey
taking quick puffs at her cigarette
you can tell... she isn't a beginner
so what with that pair of sad eyes?
but her body violently trembles
she fidgets, panting nervously
another greedy hands wraps her waist
a knowing nod, mutual agreement
another ride .... another night...
she walks with him....
leaving behind her dreams...
her eyes are sad .... you can tell
another journey awaits her
on this wild hungry night
no one bothers of her pair of sad blue eyes eyes...
only the heat of her naked flesh....
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