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I'd Rather Not

Standing curbside caught in the endless crashing of rain.
The moon's reflection dances in a pothole turned puddle

Tilting back my head exhaling clouds of mary jane
Moonlight eclipsed by her umbrella, followed by the loud pop of her gum bubble

Hello lost under a mumble, I can feel my heart begin to rumble
Looking for what to say, everything but the truth shrouds my brain

Beginning to piece the puzzle, the words I love you became the shovel
"Its not you it's me " a classic phrase I simply could not refrain

Grasping her chest with one hand and giving my wet face a smack with the other "I'm sorry" was all I could mutter
As she ran off into the arms of her sinister sister, our wonderful pain giver
Mouthing thanks for a secret she also could not give her
OctoberArts
Written by OctoberArts (October)
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