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9 January 2019

Loner

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she had those absinthe eyes

set in a fragile waifish dial

she possessed a laddish wit

that always made me smile

we were never really lovers

but we fucked once in a while

.

no, we were drinking buddies

and were seldom sober

but we were never truly close

because at heart she was a loner

and I wonder what became of her

when our escapades were over

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2 comments:

  1. Absinthe eye's I'm with you on that one, they draw me in.
    Like this poem it's easy for me to identify with.

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  2. Thank you for your comment. It's always good to know that you have struck a chord with someone.

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