At the bottom of the aged tree
Was a heart shaped design of old?
Baring the names of the two here now
Carved out in bold.
Silence filled the air that night
As they got up and walked towards home
Two lost souls with a dog in tow
United and to no longer roam.
Walking together in silence
Just two lonely souls hand in hand
She passed her door ,walking by
Recalling when life was just grand.
In the early days of life on the edge
Nothing would stand in her way
In her youth she was just bullet proof
In those days she would want to stay.
A man was like a bus she would say
If you missed one another would come by
In those days when she was beautiful
They would swoop around her like a fly.
Waking up in strangers homes
With a head that was torn and light
In the end the abuse would come
Always the loser in a fight.
Drugs ten a penny easily got
With the circles she mixed in long ago
Going to alleys to get her fix
Who cared who was watching her glow?
Lost in her thoughts she was all alone
Oblivious of the man and his pet
It was because of their meeting tonight
She was consumed , flooded with sweat.
END OF PART THREE PLEASE COME BACK TOMORROW FOR THE NEXT PART :)
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