20 October 2009, 9:00 am
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Little Black Book: Trois Petit Poems
Tags: Poetry
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“Lovers.”
brilliant
and beautiful
and broken
and bizarre
after your moment has arrived,
what didn’t come is uncharted.
“Hard Feelings.”
when i think of how you twisted and lied
how you only thought of you
i can’t help but pass on blame
though i said I fucked up, too
when i think of how you kissed my lips
and the sweet taste of your skin
i can’t help but have hard feelings
even if i won’t give in
“Anxiety.”
and if the cold doesn’t kill you
the fear of freezing will
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