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Give me a poem

I said goodbye, and never

left – I swallowed lullaby

and answered phone calls

with a voice, neither

good nor bad.

 

Mary said, its not a life

like that, I thought she

lied and painted pictures

of flowers in bright

sunlight, and gave them

 

names (like human beings).

I held boys like pillows,

never leaving lipstick

on pale girl’s cheeks –

sleeping and starving

 

I smoked my life away.

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