Caught a knife in the heart
One grey winter day
Reading a winding scrawl
She'd written with a nail
On the
On the
Hardwood
Hardwood floors
It said she was gone
Never to return
She'd written with a nail
On the god damn
Hardwood floors
The nail remained
An exclamation
On a grey winter day
Wrote that
I'd never see her no more
I like those god damned
Hardwood floors
The wood is imported
By: Daniel Smallegange
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