Ella se fue, se fue, T.S. Hidalgo

Mark Terry, nested bowls, various

 

Ella se fue, se fue

 

I asked my girlfriend to leave the house.
She took the things I had given her.
She took the things she had given to me.
She was always very fussy.
What was mine was ours
(and what was hers, hers).
When I came home that night, there was no light.
She had taken all of the bulbs.
So I turned Buddhist after that breakup.
Next time nobody will have anything to take.

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T.S. Hidalgo

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