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Friday, March 17, 2017

MadVerse prompt: I can't remember / I can't forget

the exact hue
of your eyes
evades me
the pitch and timber
of your tone
as you claimed
you were
for me alone
I can't remember
the moment before
the knife went in
but I can't forget
the taste of your sin

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Woe! What just happened?