Shorties #38

We were strangers
We are brothers

We were sisters
We are enemies

We were lovers
We are strangers

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Shorties #35

They rapped at your window
That sweet “tap” “tap”
That came at precise intervals

Made your insides flip sweetly

They don’t rap at your window anymore
You don’t even remember
They don’t remember either

Something has died like it never lived