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Daddy's Little Shotgun Girl
He came in a little after two.
The smell of sin and whiskey in the air,
A slight musk of salt from a one night hussy.
She gave him a chance,
He gave her blank looks and flat answers
So down came the shotgun,
Pointed and aimed straight.
Two quick shots to the ceiling,
One long shot to the heart
'Cause Daddy taught her well.
"The only good heart is a quiet heart
All the rest only leave you broken."
She didn't forget what he said.
And Little girls don't miss
When there's a shot of pain in the glass
And revenge on her breath.
The smell of sin and whiskey in the air,
A slight musk of salt from a one night hussy.
She gave him a chance,
He gave her blank looks and flat answers
So down came the shotgun,
Pointed and aimed straight.
Two quick shots to the ceiling,
One long shot to the heart
'Cause Daddy taught her well.
"The only good heart is a quiet heart
All the rest only leave you broken."
She didn't forget what he said.
And Little girls don't miss
When there's a shot of pain in the glass
And revenge on her breath.
Published 8th Jan 2013
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Anonymous
8th Jan 2013 7:40pm
poignant and well penned
8th Jan 2013 9:19pm
Anonymous
6th May 2014 1:22pm
I've added this to my reading list, because I like how short and concise this piece is. There's no messing about, it just cuts straight down to the soul.
Blunt and brilliant, and dare I say, a little dark.
Thank you for the read.
Blunt and brilliant, and dare I say, a little dark.
Thank you for the read.
