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Sour.
I am borrowed:
On loan from a concoction
Of sweet synthetic chemicals
That dazzle and daze.
The milk's gone sour.
Sour.
It is you who enter--
You who enter--
Enter--
I am on loan:
I am borrowed from another
Whose heart thuds love
For me and only me.
The milk's gone sour.
Sour.
Poetry by halfjack
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Written on 2014-03-06 at 08:17
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Untrue
The milk's gone sour.Sour.
I am borrowed:
On loan from a concoction
Of sweet synthetic chemicals
That dazzle and daze.
The milk's gone sour.
Sour.
It is you who enter--
You who enter--
Enter--
I am on loan:
I am borrowed from another
Whose heart thuds love
For me and only me.
The milk's gone sour.
Sour.
Poetry by halfjack
Read 961 times
Written on 2014-03-06 at 08:17
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