orangegerberas
poetry. terse, whimsical vignettes of love and dubious remorse.
20 January 2012
You and I
Like a victim
Who keeps
Digging at
The wound
Repeating the
Same old tune
I keep digging
This grave
Containing
The remains
Of you and I
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