i told you so,
the thirteenth person in a week
says to me
over coffee, or a drink,
or on the phone.
i told you
what was going to happen,
but no,
you didn't listen, did
you. there were
a dozen red flags,
warnings all over the place,
sirens going off
saying run, run and don't stop,
but no,
you're like a moth flying
into the flame.
you just can't say no
to the crazies
that you kiss
and whisper your name.
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