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Sep 2017
I think of you
when the water begins
its fall
from the sky.
Of how you flooded
my eyes,
made sure my willing heart
swelled with your words.
I let you take what you wanted,
maybe what you needed
even
and gave you more,
but not enough for you
who wanted less than nothing.
Wrote this 8-31. Thought it was incomplete...but maybe it's not.
Eric W
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Eric W  31/M
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