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bulldoze over all the dead love

a woman is only truly inept once
swollen with emotion the eyes
deranged of their function and
the mind escaped like pennies
from holed pockets there is
never too much to say and do
traveling each end of the earth
back and forth to be fed to be
watered to be coddled, of our
gullibility we live believing what
is first told to us about love, that
is until our love falls from us just
as easy as our clothing and the
ground collects us like we are
petals.
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Written by uncharacter
Published | Edited 30th Jul 2015
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