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Close Enough To See Her Life, Not To Have a Part In It.

She sits there

fifteen feet from me

alone.

tears are frozen in her eyes

have been for a few days.

I know how she gets,

I used to wipe away those tears.

But now I just sit here and pretend not to notice

because she told me to.

And that's what hurts-

not that she told me to-

but that I can't disobey

and go sit there.

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brandon-webb
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Feb 21, 2013
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