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May 2017
Lights out and off
Within the large wooden house
Mama so angry, so hurt
My eyes look so large these days.

I noticed the lack of
My fathers presence
As we ate lunch
Empty seats all around us
At the kitchen counter
For dinner
With a glass of wine
And we spoke on the phone
Tears welling in my eyes
Knowing your cheerful footsteps
Were not going to be wandering
Into the house
My mother pacing all around
Like a cat in a cage
And I half expected
And heard your voice
Throughout the kitchen
The den
The dining room
But not now.

I'm not sure what will happen
I typed and deleted a text
To my now ex lover
Drunk on my own thought last night
And there is just something not right
About how much I must witness this
But this is what my life is right now.

She often refers to Savannah
As so sweet
But mama
You weren't very happy then either
And you told me things then too
I never needed to know
And it seems as though
Our heartbreak has coincided
And I remind you our stories here are different
Just because mine ended
And I'm glad it did
Doesn't mean we are the same.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   Logan Robertson and Ahmad Cox
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