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A Bad Date – 2013
I pulled the blinds On you 8 years ago. You crept in through every Crack and crease in my mind. So I hung curtains, too. Finally I blacked you out, And I almost forgot out you. One of the cords got loose And you poked your way through Like a small string of sun. You… Continue reading
About Me
I started writing poems for the money, I stayed for the love of them game.
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