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a thimble in time
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Letter To A Stalking Lover:
. . . Socio-Pathetic. . .
I can say nice things
I can say mean things,
but I almost always say true things
. .Which do prefer?
You can read every email,
pear through a looking glass of love
or remorse,
do as you wish but do it justly.
I sin I error I live I love.
Take it all.
It’s mine to give;
It’s everyone’s to take. . .
If you want the knowledge you seek look within.
Stealing? Cheating? Lying?
What for?
On the inside a precious panther stalking the night.
I see it I shiver.
The thermostat is turned to eighty,
But it’s your heart that warms my mind.
Abandon your dark coat,
Paint the world around you,
Be mine.
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