Our love crumbling
Despite attempted repairs
You just wall me out
**********
Home falling apart
I wanted to mend the cracks
But you used his tools
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Each nail jackhammered
Driven deep in my psyche
Nine inches of hell
**********
Fractured; cracks spreading
Bonds of matrimony warped
By your handyman
**********
I tried to shore up
Our shaky foundation
Yank those nine inch nails
**********
I too have the tools
I could repair our abode
But you won’t fire him
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
https://www.amazon.com/Killing-Keys-Andrew-C-McDonald-ebook/dp/B07VM843XL?ref_=ast_author_dp
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Comments (4)
Oooo, so intense! I loved it!
This is fucking brilliant Andrew! Nailed it! All nine inches! Kudos 👏
Greatly expressed !
This song is crazy lol great work on the darkside