honey

21 Jul

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honey

 

… as much as you’re a lost cause

I am one too

yet I still can’t get over you

 

hurt me, hurry

I’m not going to stay for too much longer

inside this life as an Ibsen play

as soon as my train is here

purring

I’m on my way

an unintended rhyme

conjures horror

and shame

and the dust of an untended ghetto

a tender ballad on soft breath

slowly fading

slowly fading

slow

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