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Mar 2017
we are
the embers
of a tired flame

your lips don't taste the same

your eyes are lackluster
empty like your arms
as you turn away from me
leaving silence as my only company

how is it that
two lovers
could be such strangers
in a place that we had once called home?
grace
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grace  F/USA
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