some poetry
finds a way to express
some bullshit you meant
once, and now can't forget
do you still mean it now?
without that time and place?
now that it isn't staring you
right in the face, or wrong
in the face, well
you had your chance
to say everything,
well.
And you did.
did it make
any difference? Hell,
did you expect it to?
No. Probably not
but those words you meant
so much, once
cannot
now
be forgot.
Some poetry.
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