Sometimes They Come Back
Sometimes they will promise. Sometimes they will say right words.
Sometimes they will make grande gestures.
Sometimes they won’t.
Sometimes they will show you off. Sometimes they will get you off.
Sometimes they will buy you off.
Sometimes they don’t.
Sometimes they will really try. Sometimes they will live the lie.
Sometimes they will draw a tear.
Sometimes they won’t.
Sometimes they will hold you. Sometimes they will really love you.
Sometimes they come back.
Sometimes they don’t.
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Sometimes they just come.
When You Were Mine 
the last line is the best
this is so great. i really love all of your poetry. this one in particular moves me. it is brutal and honest. you have a great gift. maybe one day you can bind all of your sorrows together and make a million dollars! that will show them (i would buy it)! good luck girl!
you seem so put together. when i read your bio, you look beautiful and you have a lot of great work. so it is like you are not the same person. i do not mean to say you are NOT put together, but it is interesting how complex people really are on the inside