Monday, May 9, 2016


"We fucked till we had enough.

You made phone calls and I threw up.

And I made a mess of waking up.

Tripped on bed sheets and you made a fuss.

And I woke to find your tired arms, wrapped around me as you raised alarms.
And love, make it easy on me.

I’ve just enough to fall asleep.

And love, take it easy on me.

I’m older now and long to be 
twenty-three."

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