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Short Love Poem by Trey Heath
It’s abrasive the way we love. I wrapped our hearts in barbed wire with the promise that neither one of us would make it out alive. You were the erosion that brought down my walls and I was the sandpaper  that clung to your love.
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Having a Moment.
I miss the smell of your wet rooftop in the morning blue sky summer days when naivety was still thought to be endearing and we didn’t much worry for time killing. I can smell the dust you left all over me, catch black cat hair stuck to my shoulder and I can’t help but wonder if the rooftop, the drugged up neighbors, or the rusting spot between our hearts ever misses me back. -C....
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