sunny lane | poem

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you have left me
with barely a memory to hold on to
after you promised that
you wouldn't do what the others
had done
you realized that my
mind was as deep as the void
and the second you'd step in
you wouldn't come out
and you realized that the gears
in my head
didn't quite
spin the right way
and you realized
you left your receipt in
the back of your car
which was parked on
Sunny Lane
and you know you shouldn't
take back your words
but you did anyways
don't make promises that
you can't keep !
-n.c

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