The day It didnt snow
Rita asked me to tell
her about swimming
in the halls
But my mind was on
other things
Crunch the candie
in my mouth
tiny pieces of pain
on my tongue
satining my
mouth in
december12 1973
flavours
so intense i could not tell her anything that mattered
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Loved the poem, PD> Thanks for sharing again. e/s
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