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| In_Bloom |
The time has come upon me Over me, throwing me the bird Smiling, winking,laughing and gone Am I all I ever was? What I had, it that the most it will ever be? Is it ridiculous to keep wanting? I loved, immensely and true I was loved once, truly I was loved more than once but never chosen, my love more worn into "I love you but I'm not in love with you" How I cringed and then crawled away! No amount of anger or distraction ever softened the lash of that lesson Aging out but never again having trusted in my love, a naive and naked love made foolish a time too many Now I am wrapped thick against what a kiss once was, or how it felt, a simple sinking into arms My lips can still smile, tight and awkward over blunted teeth |
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