Your Stories

Do you understand all your stories are my stories 

now? All your tears follow me until I drown.

All your haunts haunt me until I feel like

I have been with your sirens when they’ve 

Called late at night, asked you for another libation, 

another realization, another, one more

Sensation. Your stories of sorrows, heartbreaks, 

Triumphs, pains are my tales inked on my ankles,

Proof I love you to the point past many, of many

Returns and then no return.

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