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by Joie Cawsey, November 19, 2020

You found me from the start of the Saturday morning blur
I could not would not control urge
I told you early I fell submerged
You were like a treacle thick
I did not know you would feel so
Walks on the beach and balconies seemed ago
You are something I don’t understand it went.
What makes you sleep when you feel a bittersweet sting from a moment passed, gone felt unclean
I made a mess of what I had got escape to run from a love undone.
Time ticked, emotion wounds licked.

Written: December 2016
Tags: Emotions

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