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I don't think that word was ever meant for them.

you learned from movies how love is

socks soaked in old puddles, reflections warbled

fire licks at the material around, wanting to burn it to a crisp, but not quite knowing how

gathered round the table, laughing fills the air

time graces along the glass

coffee runs dry, adrenaline disappears in full

motivation comes in pairs

the liar, the wistful, and you.

few have the courage to write about such a thing