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Jul 2014
Do not drown me in these beautiful words
If they only came out of your hands and never your mouth
And do not use these words on me
Only to turn around and use them on someone else
And do no write poems on my driveway
Only when the forecast is rain
Because you burned a hole into me
And refused to leave
Yet it's still empty
Still alone
Shpresa
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Shpresa  Pennsylvania
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