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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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