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No need...


No need...

 

Enjoy time well spent

and regret time wasted.

Clocks don’t tick...

they scream…

It becomes a constant  

reminder that eventually,

we all perish.


 

She understood.

The see-saw emotions in me

were engineered to a roller coaster

as they went

 

up

then

down.

 

Left              and

                                    Right

I wonder how she did it…

how she managed to stay

still.

When my mental sprinted.


 

He knows me…

trust is foreign

          and heart is confined

heart bursts

as I hurt internally

the blood reveals out my mouth

and he wiped it off with his finger.

I sold pieces of trust to others

and they pawned it for bullets

I bled more.

Before he moved in,

I explained the notice of evacuation.

He responded back with…

“Where do you think I should put this lamp?”

-JayR

 
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