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we built our nest from naïveté
doubts, hopes, corruptive sacrifice
finally the pain weighed down
I fell off while you stayed,
held our fantasy
with denial,
reached for me.
I flew…
Away.
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Bridget Couture
An aspiring author and poet with an unquenchable love for books. Can often be found typing intensely or substituting reading for sleep.
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Let's Don't Do This
"I just can't do this anymore..." "Do what?" What can't you do? Put gas in your own car? I swear to God you make me take care of everything, don't you? You know I'm on my way to work right now but that never stops you from bothering me, does it?"
By Shirley Belk6 days ago in Fiction
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Lovely read. Great nonet.
So fascinating