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M.K. Loco

In love with a thug chronicles

By Victoria GrayPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

Eyes as black as night

Skin like shiny onyx

Smiling the devil's grin

Hair sprouting from his head like a male version of Medusa , I envy his confidence.

His childlike innocence so appealing to me, as I watch hot tears fall down his face

His search for vengeance excites me, as if God himself came down to unleash his wrath upon his enemies.

This lone wolf who lures women from the fold like sheep,

Then slaughtering them, shredding their hearts and leaving it for the next man to mend it together

Like cheap glue to an expensive vase

Am I wrong to desire him?

To be the blow torch to melt the ice block around his heart?

'She might' he thinks

"No chance in hell" he says

Memphis Killa Crazy

I stand to know him well

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About the Creator

Victoria Gray

First off I would like to say that I love to write. It has been a long time passion of mine for years, ever since I was a kid. I love setting the stage for my audience and put them right there with my characters.

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