Saturday 8 August 2015

11.29 p.m.


You texted me,for the 20th time.
You were sorry.
Repeated your vows.
To never turn my world upside down.

I am immune to your apologies.
Shield from your guarantees.
Vaccinated to prevent your sweet toothville from damaging my arranged smile.
I'm sorry,let's just say that this didn't work out.







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