I am a hopeful prospect in the world of literature: I reside in a lowly rural town in Northern California,
I did 'love you, ' 'missed you, '
'want to? ' 'Can I kiss you? '
Those same old responses from years pasts.
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'I love you.' 'No, I don't.'
'I love you.' 'No, I don't.'
'I trust you.' 'I hate you.'
'I need you.' 'I'm with you.'
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Everyone can break your trust.
'When? ' 'Why can't you? '
'Please, not right now.'
'I can't.' 'I don't know how.'
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The Blame Game,
'you're so lame, '
my sad, angry voice,
your exceeding choice.
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