Barely There Biography

Sunday:
I hate you.

Monday:
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Note to HIM:

I suffer still
from childish choices made.
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Listen real close and I’ll tell what I done seen.
I seed them that would be free
running past Canal and Bourbon Street
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My eyes won't drift up.
You have a splash of mud on the tip
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We speak in the languages of shooting stars,
full moon skies,
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