Small Crime

Small Crime

A Poem by Pleasantly_Furious

I think it is nothing
you
think nothing of it
neither of us are wrong

but you visit me
carrying your small crime in
a hand
with a mishapened dove

they say,
some ghosts
don't want anything at all

but I don't ever remember
you being so kind.




© 2017 Pleasantly_Furious


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"It is a terrible thing to be so open: It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -S. Plath more..

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