Get Away With Murder

Get Away With Murder

A Poem by Moth Phoenix
"

Its a song, id love to sing it

"

Sun high in the sky, clouds prance by and she has your eye. Shadows dance while you take off your pants, sweetheart you can't get away with murder, you always get caught. I hear your lies laugh as I sit and cry. I can't show my face you are such a disgrace. Not one, not two, three times the charm, your lies can't save you now.

You should've left while you could, cut me out and let me drown.
Substance and air, surround.
Take this lesson and learn what you can,
Cause you can't get away with murder.

How can I tell if you're lying, cause your lips are moving and your eyes are talking. Telling me the truth.
A country song, the moon and stars, no baby you're not that romantic. I trusted you, my heart let you and you robbed me. One, two, three times the charm, she can't save you now.

You should've left while you could, cut me out and let me drown.
Substance and air, surround.
Take this lesson and learn what you can.
Cause you can't get away with murder.

I cut you up, I tore you down, I took you out and hung you high and dry. Those brown eyes, water and sparkle, your lips dance to the beat of I love you said. Remember you can't get away with murder.

You should've left while you could, cut me out and let me drown.
Substance and air, surround.
Take this lesson and learn what you can,
S**t...and you call yourself a man.

© 2014 Moth Phoenix


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I like this ALOT!!! I like the rhythm and the pace. Very talented!!! Keep it up! thanks for sharing :-D

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Added on September 18, 2014
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Tags: Cheated, break up, liar, stealer

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Moth Phoenix
Moth Phoenix

dirrrty ham, MA



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