Written by
Amber H.W.
November 2009
Written by
Amber H.W.
November 2009
I watched you foggy goggled filled with the bubbles of teenage days flowing through alcohol laced veins I watched your lips move to all of the noises my ears ached to hear I called you naive once its laughable I was the only one showing the crowd how to breathe listen believe when I should have known better I called you a baby duck following bright yellow rain boots my hands are covered in soft wet dirt my nails are packed to the brim from digging myself into this hole only to find what I left behind so many years ago staring me in the eyes forgotten lessons learned shame shun exhale.

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