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Mar 2015
when he took her
he looked down
and dropped her gently
a small amount of blood
touched his fingertips
which he glanced at
indifferently
before walking away
he glanced back
and wished silently
"you should've said yes"
now her soul soaks his
her being no longer
but he remains unemotional
   uninterested
he is who he is
because if she would've said
   yes
things might have been different.
susan
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susan  chicago
(chicago)   
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