I forgot the days
Of yesterday
And the past fouls,
I forgot to jot down
And weave
Consonants with vowels,
I forgot to wrap
Your heart
In warm misty towels,
And now you’re gone
And all that is left
Are my bleeding bowels.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 1:57 PM UTC
I forgot the days
Of yesterday
And the past fouls,
I forgot to jot down
And weave
Consonants with vowels,
I forgot to wrap
Your heart
In warm misty towels,
And now you’re gone
And all that is left
Are my bleeding bowels.
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