can i come back in?
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1 min readNov 17, 2016
i voted my conscience, what could i do, and here i am locked outside
outside of your love, outside of your willingness to see my heart-color’s not dyed
i didn’t choose to hate you when i drew that black line
i didn’t even it count it a risk
but now that i see that white heat in your wine
i wonder if this stain can be whisked?