Ivette Dumeng
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You Walk Briskly
New Technology Next
LOOK AT ME
I wonder what I wish I'd rather do
It almost feels like a big stick smacking me
I look down to find these little drops of
red
I take my napkin and clean clean clean
till there's more blood to
clean
Pick up
the little pieces
Pick pick pick till there's no more of me
So I take memories and then I file more memories
Memories memories memories
Until there are only memories
The only thing I have left to do is hope
Hope hope hope
Until I look at nothing
What I wish I rather do.