poetry and prose by stephen chute
Sunday, May 15, 2022
tell me no lies
don't tell me your secrets,
your hidden
flaws,
your blemishes,
your lies,
your deeds gone wrong,
all the things you've
done.
don't reveal the past.
let's just go on as if we're
both perfect.
let's make
it last.
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