I hate that best
and chest rhyme.
I always want to find the cliche in it.
Maybe.
I wish you the best, with a pain in my chest.
Don't walk away now, no I can't see you frown.
Gagged. Saliva.
No, really, I just can't listen to that.
Too dramatic?
I don't know.
5/4/2017
Riley Welch
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