Name in coffee grind and Shoot at me with a silver bullet
Posted by: adonis49 on: May 1, 2016
Name written in coffee grind; (Mar. 6, 2010)
Soothsayer saw something in the bottom of my empty coffee cup;
Something was written.
She read the name of my love in the coffee grind.
It was inevitable.
It is rational:
I sing her name sipping
Off the lip of my coffee cup.
Shoot at me with a silver bullet; (Feb. 4, 2010)
Shoot at me with a silver bullet
Don’t miss me, my heart.
Make sure you never aim
At my foolish heart.
I don’t mind be dead once,
Not twice, my vengeful heart.
I fear, if you did Not aim right
You be wounded,
Hurting, in my heart.
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