Monday, December 10, 2018

The Mark

The chase felt different,
there were three of us,

and neither of them really knew me,
and I probably liked it that way,

behind this door,
and a good little padlock,

and I knew I had something to give him,
or him,

or maybe even me,
one day,

many Moons from now,

I just wasn't sure what it was

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