everything was fine.

–I should have known that her life was a mix of lying and distressed fatality–

–The grand canyon of all gaping personalities–

–If it weren’t for my screaming regime of self-brutality–

–Nothing could render me separated from her dark informality–

 

©Dawson Lehmann

2015

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About dawsoleh

poet. writer. student. hipster. cowboy. friend.
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