what's the aim of
sheltering me in a place
if it's not eternally,
to add up on the list
of my cliche stories
to the one i'll end up with?
so you really anticipate
someone to hold me better
than you only did
sadly,
you didn't really considered my condition
from the very moment
you unclenched–
that arms of yours
you just did,
foreseeing
that..
fortuitous somewhere,
tragically nowhere—
i,
could go
whatever, thanks for letting me experience
a bit of you
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Call Me Bacon
PoetryFamiliar with the story of egg and bacon? Wherein the hen is involved and the pig is committed. Way too similar with this poetry. The only contrast is, there's no such chicken and egg. Only the stupid pig who let herself be caught. And turned out to...
