Poor Deer

Wreck me completely, if you must…

But promise, to bathe me first in lust.

Destroy me,  if it’ll make you feel strong.

I always let men, use me all wrong.

Break my heart in pieces, it’ll be alright,

I’ve never known of love to last past the night.

Shoot me down, I know how this goes…

You’re the savage hunter, and I am the doe.

© J.G.


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