Take My Name
When it happened, I left my name
for you to remember and took your words instead.
I continue to garggle your whispers of love in my throat
so that I can keep the taste of your presence.
I hope you took my name and engraved it in your memory.
The memory that once played you for a fool and punished you
with a blank face when you saw mine.
I will never forget to remember
when your mind tossed me out without your consent.
All those words we searched for in a book,
but I just sought for yours.
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