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eileen
Poems
Sep 2020
seven days
with the windows down
your hand outside
my hair curls
the beer you never drink
is my poison
those sleeping pills
I'll never know why you bought
you keep sending your audio clips
I don't feel like responding today or tomorrow
all your plans for tomorrow
I will ruin
will you knock on my door
when you will you realize I'm not asleep
it's a long drive from home
the front door unlocked
how much longer till we fall apart
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