Sometimes

He said he felt like I didn’t love him, Like he was just my friend A friend with the alarm code to my heart & the key to my soul… If only he’d turn it Saw our future through a telescope Growing together, Taking each day as it came Me, ready to abandon the script that had become... Continue Reading →

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Words

slicing into me smooth & clean like paper or a ninja’s blade takes a moment to sting rarely bleeds the pain has an echo through the canyons of my soul aftershocks through my mind days, weeks, months later like they just cut through my ear canal your words… Turtleberry 2011

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