Why do I keep falling in in love with impossible.
It's ridiculous, I'm done with this.
Tequila kissed my lips, long before anyone else's,
She didn't want to kiss me.
I didn't understand.
Maybe it just made what she was doing to real.
I think what hurts the most to me is that what she took without out asking, no one has ever wanted since.
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Poems from the dark
PoesiaTrigger warning. To be polite. These are poems I've written. In all honesty not the good ones. Or maybe they are. But they're not my print published ones. I'm not that brave. :)
