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Bridget Jan 2015
as i look into the blue sky
it reminds me of your blue eyes
and the feeling that i'd get
when they looked back at mine

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Bridget Jan 2015
i hear you yelling at each other
bickering about anything at all

i hear you slamming doors
yelling and swearing and fighting

i hear you arguing
threatening to walk out the door and
never come back

i hear you slam the door
and leave without a trace

i hear silence

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— The End —