the world is moving
too fast for truth
words are no sooner alive
and put into action
than found
extinct
she searched for
a passionate poet
but couldn’t handle
his need for
solitude
ily didn’t mean: i love you
it meant: i don’t have the
time to type 5 more letters
and 2 spaces
i gave her a poem
that took me
14 hours of heartache
to write
she said: when i get a chance
i’ll read it
the truth is
she won’t
(My photo)
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