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You're like nail paints.
I want you
to stay,
but not in parts.
So, I eventually
need to
scratch you off.
I wished you would have stayed. But not anymore.
 Dec 2018 Rohan P
L B
The rain is touching everything
In the light over a doorway
I can see it
The street is gleaming with it
It sinks cold
Alone
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