Sweets

Posted: August 11, 2014 in Poetry
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sweets

A conversation always exists

in my head

about you, more me

more about me and losing

opportunity.

When once we endear

shattered circumstances

beyond just because

verging upon wasted time.

I want to

remember

do you need to understand

or perhaps

I

reflection is brutal,

yet, time is delicious

I want to …

sweets!

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