Lying in bed

Coughing

Dying

I see you

March April 2012

Why didn’t you talk

Or walk

Eyes locked

Rep 4 milk

Lies of silk

Roll of yr tongue

I’m not the one

Or why did you come

Was it he

Did I imagine

This fever grips

My chest laden

With heavy burden

Did I miss

The moment passed

5 years ago

A broken heart

 

 

 

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