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Dust on the mirror distorts my face Yellow sun slithers across the floor Long since have I been to this place I will come here no more Sheets cover the furniture Dried brown roses resist gravity A petal here and there The facet in the sink is dripping No concern have I anymore You cleaned the kitchen spotless Thinking I might come by That was snowy months ago Now rain beats on the panes I always wanted shutters I thought you felt the same Our love making was stale at the start It finished with lots of blame We seemed so compatible Please don't ask me why I spy my old umbrella Leaning against a chair I pick it up and turn around Shrugging at this mundane affair I put the key in the mailbox A weight lifts off my brain In another month, my dear I won't remember your name
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Dec 18, 2010
Dec 18, 2010 at 5:26 AM UTC
Finished Affair
Dust on the mirror distorts my face Yellow sun slithers across the floor Long since have I been to this place I will come here no more Sheets cover the furniture Dried brown roses resist gravity A petal here and there The facet in the sink is dripping No concern have I anymore You cleaned the kitchen spotless Thinking I might come by That was snowy months ago Now rain beats on the panes I always wanted shutters I thought you felt the same Our love making was stale at the start It finished with lots of blame We seemed so compatible Please don't ask me why I spy my old umbrella Leaning against a chair I pick it up and turn around Shrugging at this mundane affair I put the key in the mailbox A weight lifts off my brain In another month, my dear I won't remember your name
KDC@2010
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kathleen-myra-colby
German
Dec 18, 2010
Dec 18, 2010 at 5:26 AM UTC
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