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My Poems Are All About You Lately

Broken pieces

Stitched together

Make up the man

I call my home.

Phone is ringing

Sisters screaming

Dark theaters

Always remind

The chance of fate

And fated chance

Fortune cookies

Say everything

Completely in-

Consistent, my

Tough guy lover

You never call

And yet I will

Come all the same

Because I am

Deeply in love

Or innately

Mistaken, I

Really don't care.

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Published: Apr 10, 2013
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