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YOU CALLED
YOU CALLED
So now you came up after calling and texting me,
almost begging me to be your friend.
We talk at my door for half an hour,
then I feel compassion and let you in.
You regret being silly and I do being nasty,
tell me how did it come to all this?
We manage to sort this madness out and become friends.
Is this what happens when we break up,
...
Saturday 8th October 2011 8:34 pm
Flare
You unwind,
from my eyes,
a flare of innocence
magnesium raw
my tainted bitter roots
grip, twist and tighten
to save myself,
I cause pain
I do not feel it.
lying now in a frame
of solitude,
light muted by curtains,
still in my absolution.
Wednesday 6th April 2011 7:03 am
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