I Know! Poem by Rebecca Stansfield
I Know!
Behind the bed, inside the door,
your tender eyes erase,
and all that was there that before,
seems to be weeping, hitting the floor.
I always hated to be a burden,
crude and telling lies,
but erasing tenderness from of your eyes
makes me, sick, to memorise...
The flashbacks approaching this early morning,
cruising, sickly deadly so-
is why I'm wavering to go,
because now I know you know I know.
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