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I got pho today.
It didn't feel right.
When I put the noodles to my lips ,
I could only taste you.
The warmth I should've felt was gone.
I hope the thunder scares you.
Shakes your house.
Shakes you to the bone.
That he doesn't make you feel safe from the gods bowling up above.
Like I did.
I said "give me a year to give you a ring. "
You said you couldn't.
I should have given you that ring the minute you brought it up.
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