a scene

we were very much

supposed to meet up that

night and I was so

very hurting and I had such

tiredness that when I came

home to my place I fell

asleep and when we had not been

together for years I missed you then

tears but when I woke up you

we’re somewhere near by my door

and I wanted to speak but

you were beside my mind and

our friend named karma

told you to drown your

red sorrows and beat my

door and break the glass

on my car door and you

dud not have another

conversation with me

and I do not know

why that could ever be

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a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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