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The Love Repellent

For someone who is a self proclaimed poet,

I really don’t know shit



Love has always

avoided me.

Birds fly south for the winter,

and love fly’s in any direction it can,

to stay away



Maybe I am too cold?

Maybe I am too careful?

I’m not sure what it is about me

that keeps love away.

I can only guess at it.

So I don’t really know anything about this thing ‘love’.

When I write about it




guessing at what it truly

feels like.

Maybe I’ve loved

but never been loved back?

That seems more right to me.


being loved in return…

sounds nice to me.


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