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Feb 2018
We could never be that poster couple
              so we ripped it up...
Cardboard cut-out wannabes.

We were the arguing every
                          4 minutes kind of love,
Never knowing what we would be.

From the moment of our mornings,
           we each wondered were we
      hurricanes in teacups or soft breezes.

We were never going be soppy smiles
            more like smiles
                and words that threw our
true emotions out there.
Poetic T
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     Kelly Rose, Sakhi, Traveler and Poetic T
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