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a sonnet
A Sonnet
If I knew you loved me, I would have
killed you before, a sentence that makes no sense
keep swirling around my head. William Burroughs
could have said that or perhaps he has.
I meet I woman once, not the first, and fell in love
with her, she was or could be my soulmate with her
I felt at ease not straining to be funny.
I was drawn into a black hole of love that could only
end in hurts weighed down by my past.
So I ended it short, brutal but with sleepless nights.
I met another woman nothing about soulmates; she just
needed a place to stay near her place of work.
That was a long time ago, and now we are two lost souls
comforting each other in the midnight hours.
If I knew you loved me, I would have
killed you before, a sentence that makes no sense
keep swirling around my head. William Burroughs
could have said that or perhaps he has.
I meet I woman once, not the first, and fell in love
with her, she was or could be my soulmate with her
I felt at ease not straining to be funny.
I was drawn into a black hole of love that could only
end in hurts weighed down by my past.
So I ended it short, brutal but with sleepless nights.
I met another woman nothing about soulmates; she just
needed a place to stay near her place of work.
That was a long time ago, and now we are two lost souls
comforting each other in the midnight hours.
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