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Friday, January 6, 2017

Ode to Pride 010617

I sniff my fingers and lick them slowly wishing they were you.
Nothing’s the same.

I changed my hair from brown to blue hoping to revive the you in me, I was fooled.

How foolish I am  pretending I could reinvent the experience created the night our lips locked like deer antlers; the wilderness never belonged to me and neither do you.

Might as well handle this hard on cause you ain’t coming through.