Monday, November 13, 2017

I Was Talking To Me



in a fit of rage
rage at myself
i said it

those words struck her down
like a razor sharp knife
cutting through her heart

and i knew

i knew the moment they rolled off my tongue
that i wasn't talking to her

i was talking to me
     but i said it to her

srh 2017

Pulling Threads :: The Boarder

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