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Nov 2017
Life is sour
A taste that makes you wince
As if you've been
******* lemons
For when life hands you lemons
You can pretend
You squeezed them in your eyes
That explains the tears.
My heart feels bitter
I've left it open for too long
I should throw it out
As what's the point in salvaging
What can so easily be replaced.
Yes I'm feeling sour
Bitter, rotten
Who wouldn't be
With your name on their tongue.
Caroline Ward
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Caroline Ward  23/F
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