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Apr 2015
i'm just a
speck of dust
in the farthest corner
of your mind.

i would like
to road trip
down to your heart,
and stay there.

but you've kept me
trapped in solitude,
rotting away
from the inside out.

until the day you decide
to sweep up loose memories
and throw away everything
that means nothing.

until the day you decide
to wash away
every speck of dust,
including me.
Margo May
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Margo May  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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