We sit in silence,
You poke at peas with a fork,
I know we are done.
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I’m sorry [a Haiku].
We sit on the bus,
Your heart says hello to mine,
My mouth says goodbye.
We sit in silence,
You poke at peas with a fork,
I know we are done.
We sit on the bus,
Your heart says hello to mine,
My mouth says goodbye.
Write Handed Poetry 