Who am I to judge?

I get scared sometimes

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Bare matress, sliding door

Is almost shut to the window,

There was a downpour.

Soaked mulch bending bushes

Dripping drooping drowning lawn chairs 

And when was it that I got here?

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-loch

Where Harvard gets us

Good god

My life maybe not so recent

Standing stove based, 

Alone among many.

Conversations abound, alone,

I am breaking.

I am tired. 

(Property of loch)

-loch 

Glove compartment

Brown hair almost black

Tatted

Whisky nights and

Smoking on the front stoop,

Telling you things only for your ears

You fade like moonlight.

(Property of loch)

-loch

Come in

I'm still young enough to have my heart broken a few more times. 

-loch

Keep on breathing

I thought I'd been in love before, heartbroken before.

I've watched my family die off slowly, and maybe I'm selfish, but there is no pain quite like this one.

I will win.

-loch

Love is a verb

There is a sweet moment tonight

When the cool rain air sets on my skin

And you are miles away at a bar

Maybe feeling the same thing.

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I wrote that, it's mine.

-loch

Nothing scares me

"Experience: that brutal teacher. But you learn, my god do you learn."

-loch

Work

The moon is fuzzy on the curve,

Holes speckled through

Then black.

I wonder if you're looking at it

200 miles away,

Drinking FranZia from a beer mug 

Lighting pall malls like me.

I wonder if you remember the weathered bronze ashtray, 

The fading red paint outside my old place.

I wonder if maybe I imagined you

Like the moon imagines an edge,

All fuzzy

Then black.

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I wrote that.

-loch 

You know that it will

Suddenly everything is euphoric

- loch. :)

Unforgettable

"I will always do more harm than good"

-loch