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Nov 2014
Pretty little Penny felt worthless on the streets
she got a petty penny when working backseat
but maybe this dime piece’s time is spent.
She thought as she got up off the park bench
Smashing a bottle upon the cobblestone
Time was coddled so she hobbled home
She said, “I’m sorry”, in monotone
“I need you two, I can’t hold my own.
I owe you both way more than I have given.
Find it in your heart, can I be forgiven?
Cause living in the streets
has brought out the worst in me
I’ve been forced to do things, I’ve begged on my knees
But if you take me back I can change, if you trust me.”
And so she finished up her plea in a broken mirror
in the back alley of the place that she ran from last year.

© Matthew Harlovic
Matthew Harlovic
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Matthew Harlovic  27/M/Oak Park
(27/M/Oak Park)   
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