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Oct 2016
Do not write about love.
Do not bleed words all over the page.
Do not tell the world how in-love / heart-broken you are.
Or sing your lovers virtues.
Or spew hateful bile at those who have bruised your heart.
Don’t do it.
Just don’t.
Not right now.
Later, perhaps.
Much,
much
later.
Written by
Joe Thompson
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