Suffering: A Memo Poem by Barely There

Suffering: A Memo



Note to HIM:

I suffer still
from childish choices made.
We are too much alike.
I regret I failed us.
Praytell,
What is the imminent fee
for carelessness?
I will pay in my own blood.
Then maybe death will make love forget.
Is that sufficient?

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