Love Poem: Cheap Furniture Repair
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Written by: Ian D. Campbell

Cheap Furniture Repair

She reaches,
Uncrontrablly, 
For my Heart.

But this diatribe
is Missing now. 

And unlike you, 
I can't self-repair
Without a set of
Instructions. 

So bold, so feverish, 
I retreat into a coma

Protecting myself
from this poison. 

Not easy and
A full time job, girl. 

So you sat the sunrise
Out this round, but 
I can't agree anymore.

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