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I don't know what to do
with your sadness
with your pain
long gone are the days
when my voice lit up your face
when my lips were your favorite taste
now you cry over another pretty face
and my kind words fall
rotting at your feet
we hold to friendship by a slowly breaking strand
I steal your attention when I can
this wasn't how it was supposed to be
not the plan
I wasn't supposed to hurt
not me
I miss the days when I was the reason for your smile
 Feb 2013 Devon Leonel
Tallulah
Simple, right angles
Neat, no tangles
Safe, inside
Listen, law abide

Outside, undefined
Chaotic, unmined
Dangers, wide agape
Wild, the escape
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