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Mar 2013
Our conversations are brief
snippets of mockery,
in which one
calls the other
an idiot or
sarcastically
calls the other
brilliant.
In the end,
at least one heart
feels a faint beat
whispering,
"Sorry"
and occasionally
the word slips out of the mouth,
"Sorry."
Lilyy
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