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Dec 25, 2017
Poetry
I pray that the Lord does not let me die to someone not as smart as me
Maybe for someone just as dumb as me
Or don't let me be smart enough to finish the job.
You felt so dumb that night
We were parked out front and
You told me to come inside.
I took you so literal.
Replaced every syllable, spoken so figurative
With images of what I thought your figure could do
If poked, pushed, or prodded
in the right direction.
Eventually, we hit a 4-way junction.
...
Where.
...
lust
loyalty
pain
insanity
made us lost.
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