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Something to get used to
He went out with her last month,
something I will have to get used to,
the glances they'll pass,
and the shadows that will dance at night when there is no one around to watch.
She gave him a nickname,
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I wonder..
I wonder what it would be like to not love you.
What would happen if I let go?
I didn't hold on tight enough when it counted,
and now I'm stuck not able to let the rest of you slip through the cracks.
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Loves
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Mourning the Memories
Dear love,
The night you slept in my room the first time you were wearing one of your white cotton shirts.
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Papyrus
I walled myself in with paper three days ago. I used my old fashioned-blow torch to melt the door of my office shut, and pressed my desk and my chair up against it.
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