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All of the Above - Pantoum poem
I want your Cherry
lip balm stuck to my lips,
To revisit that night when our bodies collided;
you told me I was yours.
Lip balm stuck to my lips
Please, let me forget the night when
You confessed to me I was yours
as you frantically plucked at my clothes
Please let me forget the night when
You promised me you’d fix everything
as you frantically plucked at my clothes
Which line is the lie?
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