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Apr 2015
I still feel your lips on mine,
your hands on my hips,
and hear your words
in my head.
All I want to say is
goodbye
and yet,
it’s like you never left.
Elisa Holly
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Elisa Holly  DALLAS
(DALLAS)   
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