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Don't Sell Yourself Short

I figured,

just an overnight amusement,

but I didn’t know it’d come to this.

An overview of your disarray and unconcerned nature,

I felt your heart slow its pace when you forgot.

I never forget.

I can’t say the same for you.

 

Tuck in the sheets before you go,

since I wish to clear the area.

If only it was that simple,

to wash this room clean with liquid

solitude.

Why did you come here anyway?

 

My personal accounts don’t count for much.

I guess I’m learning how to forget my respect on the front door.

I’m leaving it for someone new.

I just need to forget you.

 

Corrections spit at me in numerous directions,

hydrating my bone dry systems.

I’m not yours to choose.

I should have not been the one to hand this off.

 

But I was.

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Written by
danielle-jones
English
Published
Dec 29, 2010
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© Danielle Jones 2010

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