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Cracker Jack

 
the night was never so broken
as it was with cracker jacks in its eyes
and me the joker its toy prize
 
it spin the bottle
landed on the girl who smiled at the moon
you couldn't get a kiss from her
unless you paid her in tar
 
quick with a trick
she had plenty of surprises up her sleeve
for the man of no particular religion
who store his sin inside her
 
while she shouted hallelujahs to the crows
picking over her bones...
to see what they could find
 
a penny for her name...you bet... she sold it
to a man that had none
dime store diva she earned street respect
 
cold was the day who saw her walk away from the game
she got too old to play
wisened and tired of the regulars
who haunted her dreams
 
crimsin
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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