Life · Love · Poetry

Killing Lola

Lola can I
Sip from your cup
Until it’s empty and dry
Lola can I
Take shelter under your arms
While you catch all my bullets
Cry on your shoulder
Empty your pockets
Lola can I
Ask for your love
As you expect nothing in return
Lola ?

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