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I found a shirt
that still had
your smell.
I washed it
and washed it
and washed it
But the smell
was still there.
So I burned it,
I burned the shirt.
Now the smell
is forever here;
I've created hell.
I need to move (on).
that still had
your smell.
I washed it
and washed it
and washed it
But the smell
was still there.
So I burned it,
I burned the shirt.
Now the smell
is forever here;
I've created hell.
I need to move (on).
Literature
talent
like a shell
she clasped her pearl inside
it wasn’t safe
Literature
The Woman in the Red Dress
Walking down the street was the woman in the red dress.
Everyone seemed to stop for the woman in the red dress.
Tear stains were ignored on the woman in the red dress.
Men began to talk to the woman in the red dress.
“How are you?” “What’s up?” ”Beautiful red dress.”
They didn’t see the feelings of the woman in the red dress.
What a day had befallen the woman in the red dress.
But all they had seen was the woman in the red dress.
“Why won’t you talk?” “Listen to me!” “Slutty red dress.”
The words turned harsher to the women in the red dress.
If they
Literature
Go
Sitting and listening,
closing my eyes and hoping,
yawning and reaching,
releasing and forgiving.
Feet to the floor.
I go.
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