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My withering wanderer
wounded by our cherry bomb romance
waiting to explode
all the nerves exposed
you stood over me, wonderfully
it leaked from ..
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to life unlived before you
collaspable, almost impossible
I sat there, cross-legged
undiscovered
but it's comforting
like the company you keep,
..
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Wearing my "heart on my sleeve".
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This tongue tied creature, colorless
and living in endings
and the little moments
where I pushed you away
you'll find me
composing myself
under..
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