Not The River - Poem by Morgan Michaels
Yes, I get it now
it's clear. Absolutely clear.
the more you like me
the more you abuse me
It's a Beatrice and Benedict thing- right?
ok, I'm resigned
I accept it, really I do-
never did I think love would be easy.
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