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My thoughts are too fast.
My heart decides to speak;
But you're tired tonight
And callous and distant.
And low on romantic energy.
I pull the shower curtain to the wall
So my cold bath receives no light.
But my phone glows, and my soul churns.
And I engulf the last of the
Cheap white wine.
(J)
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