Promised Land
By Anchor
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Flimsy wall
Bedroom door
Up against
The dirty floor
Scratched-up back
Midnight black
Giving me
The simple fact
Bite down hard
Leave a mark
A white halo
In the dark
Fuck the past
Erase the last
No one comes
Close –different class
Out of my mind
Off your head
We can’t calm
The screaming bed
Make me whole
Take control
Sweeter than a
Sweet spring roll
Heart and soul
Rock and roll
You can score
The winning goal
Breathing in
Breathing out
Neighbours won’t
Have any doubt
Clench my hands
Muscled man
Until we reach
The Promised Land
Sweaty love
Like it rough
Higher, ordained
From above
I can’t cope
The hottest hope
Fire before
The perfect smoke
Best break through
I’m seeing blue
Nothing’s better
Than fucking you
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Pared down to the bare
Pared down to the bare essentials.Rhyme works well here, Anke.
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