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Sep 2018
You say I can't be trusted.
Pointing fingers hammer firmly the hurt into place.

I watch the tears puddle and collect as you
choke out the tale of the green-eyed storyteller
who painted your world with words of
"I will
I won't
I love
I don't..."

and that she said them until they consumed you.

And I couldn't argue.
SG Rose
Written by
SG Rose  San Diego
(San Diego)   
     Vaughn and Shannon Spivey
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