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Richie Gecko
It's a Dark Night
hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
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Date: 2012-06-15 06:22 pm (UTC)That part...that wasn't...you weren't leaving or taking no for an answer. That part was wrong of you, you should have just listened.
[She takes to pacing again.]
But...I thought if I tried to seduce you, it'd be easier. [To kill you.] I thought I'd teach you a lesson because you weren't going to stop, that much was obvious. You hear what you want to hear. I was sick of it. I wanted to take matters into my own hands.
[She stops but won't look at him.]
That part was wrong of me.