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Sep 2015
She wanted him
to turn around
for the very last time
taking
an emotional snapshot
to keep like a secret
a memory to hold onto
their last moment together
like a symphony...
She wanted him
to turn around
for the very last time
so she could remember the flicker of gold in his eyes
the way the sunlight reflected off of it
dancing passionately toward her
instead he kept walking away
quickly
making it clear in an instant that he was gone
and, that he had closed the door
on her heart,
forever
and, as she turned and walked away from him
pushing the door open
to walk down the stairs
she felt their lives ripping apart...

wishing hard that she had looked into his eyes
more
just to keep a secret...
one she knew deep within her soul
he would never tell...
because
their symphony had ended
long ago.
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Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove August 31st, 2015
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