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Oh honey,
Don't you know?
I loved him first
And your lips are simply acting as an eraser on sharpied words

He'll always taste me
He loved me first
You're the name I'm whispering in my drunken state

I'm the name you're remembering when she's fast asleep

We call out to each other
Hoping that the universe will deliver the message
But it feels something's standing in the way
And I'm just calling out to empty space
Most humans drink coffee and wine
They consume television and mainstream novels
They feed their souls with popularity contests and safe relationships

But poets
We could not survive without passion, intensity, and meaning
Everything we feel is felt to the depths of our souls
We are the ones to put into words the unspeakable pain of heartbreak
The incomprehensible joy of falling in love
We are the ones brave enough to say out loud the diaries of a thousand souls

Us poets
We drink tea and whiskey

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