Walk of Shame
Another bed
another dark morning
another man.
Another sour taste from the night before
another cold bed
another look at her clothes on the floor.
Another night when she is gone
another is not one
another look at whats been done
another exit from what was more than fun.
Another memory to know no name
another look before the walk of shame.
poem by Daniel McCann
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