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Flannel

I lie alone

Cold

Forgotten

 

Wearing your old shirt

Soft against my chest

I inhale the smell of you

your breath

your hair

 

I miss you

The way you would

wrap your strong

arms around me

protecting me from

the world itself

 

My eyes flooding

with tears

Cool air filtering through

the screen

Stars sprinkled across

the sky

a blue canvas.

 

Is it too late

To tell you-

Don't forget me.

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ginger-gray
American
Published
Jan 25, 2012
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