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I forgot-
perhaps I
meant to forget-
the words,
laid dormant
on my lips,
the words,
born of
a tear
and a curse-
words to
change
your mind.
It happens
everytime-
I forget
myself
and gasp
for the breath
I need
to say such
heavy things-
heart-stopping,
carefully kept
secrets of a
stumbling love-
a pure love-
a misguided love.
The courage
eludes me
and the regret
overtakes me;
so I close
my eyes
and remind
myself
to forget.
--Becca Harrison
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