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Friday, May 23, 2014

We Love

(not by me)
i needn't remind you
your history has infected you
but your recollection has betrayed you

you thought the blood was ethereal
the way it hugged the curve of your cheek
so unsure of the gravity that compelled it
a metaphor or some shit
you stopped bleeding before he left
but still refer to an open wound

these are things that take time
in your case, it has taken more than that
you wear your battle wounds on your play dates
and wordlessly tell the tale

a malcontent with a false origin story

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