16th Poem.
Exceptional Unshared Feeling
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I can’t count my anus on my hands.
I can’t find every memory of them in my head.
I can’t want them all back.
I wont find comfort in their words.
I wont want another passionate night from them.
I wont Entirely forget them.
I’ve moved on.
But I do want that commitment back.
I do want the companionship back.
And I am forgetting what love feels like.
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