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I am the off brand you secretly like
I am the acorn you pick from the ground I am the last black bird winging home at night I am the lining that tarnishes the cloud I am the sweetness at the end of the cup I am the kindness you were hoping for I am the little thing you thought you once lost I am the silly joke that keeps you from getting bored I am the thirst and the quench I am the hunger and the desire to mend I am the place where you sit next to on the bench I am your last word your love word your friend. I am the off brand. Legal copyright for this poem 9:59AM October 30 2020 and also for this writer/poet Melissa a Howells and also for this legally copyrighted and registered site title Meloo straight from her tilt-a-world I am who I am who I am. Melissa A. Howells Vote for this poem |
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