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Jun 2015
She watches them together,
as her breath stops with a catch,
and her heart aches, pulled by tethers
made of love and lonely sadness.

He laughs. Briefly she can't help
but think that they'd be better.
She watches by herself,
and slowly drives herself to madness.
It's strange, the little things that can make her cry.
Steele
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Steele  United States
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