domingo, 6 de diciembre de 2015

Just

I was doing
just great
without you.

Tell me,
now,

why
would you
come back?

Just to wreck me?
Just to burn down
the closure
I had finally found?

But no,
don't tell me,
go away.
I'd be pleased
if you just do.

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