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Dec 2013
These words are poured on thick
over
and
over.
Tired of apologies
and sick of antiquated rhymes.
Hand in hand we leaped through minefields
and chased after cars,
learning to fend for ourselves
in the waging war of diction and lines.
Some battles were lost,
others were conquered.
Through beauty and heartbreak-
we won this, together.
Kailee Sometimes
Written by
Kailee Sometimes  Purgatory
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