post operative wound

i had a dream
with you you were in it
your soft hand was on my leg
your black hair was in my face
you said
your hair is in my face
and i giggled because yours was in mine
i said
your hand is on my leg and
she said
leave

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your hands are so
soft
/repeat.
i said your hands are
soft
/stop.
okay
is everything alright?
why do you always ask me that?
because you are sad
no, im not
just quiet. whats wrong with you?
nothing
how come you never ask me that?
because you always giggle
and seem happy
okay?
no
no im not.

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so listen,
lets dance.
hey, listen to me
just dance.
why wont you
look at me.
you have been
quiet for a lifetime
and i
cant read your
thoughts

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she jumped on
and said
go.
giddy-up
but the horse
wouldnt move
she said
"just like
a man"

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she alway said
im not the boyfriend type
i dont let myself
get attached
i dont go out on dates
im too casual for commitment
then he came
and he said the
same things. they made her
feel bad because
she loved him
she was the boyfriend type
she got attached
and wasnt
too casual for commitment
anymore

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post
operative
wound
my
heart
was
left
to
b
l
e
e
d

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