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May 2019
I wondered, often
Fanciful thoughts skewed in color
I saw you
In the rain
There was a bluish hue
You smiled
And I was never the same again


Pierce it just enough to break the skin
Run the blade down to the navel
Let the blood run down between your fingers
Take a moment to sniff it
You’re it’s first
Use your thumbs to spread the wound
Fold the skin back
You have a choice
You can go at it like a pit bull eating a cake
Or you can savor it like a sunset
Either way
Enjoy your orange


You can curse me
Call me naive
Biased
You can say whatever you like
You can do as you will
Bind my hands and cut my throat
Tell me it’s all my fault
Burn the tokens
You can turn your back on me
Tell the stars to ignore my wishes
Drink your coffee and crush my dreams
I’m ok with all of this
However
You can never say I didn’t love you
Written by
Jamison Bell
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   Dennis Willis
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