Monte Hill Poems

A peace of mind is the ultimate high,
Mixed with a bit of love to maximize
The intensity of the positive energy
That's circulating through my veins.
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I remember lying in bed with regrets;
Her name will remain anonymous, as
The heteronomy subjected me to pity
Sex. Her kisses stung, and her canal
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The art of being hurt is putting yourself
Last and never first. In the back of your
Mind, you're constantly hoping it'll work.
You even cross your t's and dot your i's.
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