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Poetry and Prose

Saturday, October 27, 2007

bitter haikus!

I haven't seen you
in so long I forgot why
I loved you at all.


His hands stroked my hips,
nerves sang, my body betrayed
me, just like you did.


You never made me
feel beautiful, not once or
twice in all that time.
Posted by Laurel at 4:29 PM

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