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May 2012
I wore your scent
like I couldn’t breathe
without it,
You threw me out
like week old garbage
collecting flies,
and what I can’t understand
is how somebody
can be everything one day
and forget your name
the next
because I’ll never forget yours.
Janelle Flora Viser
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Janelle Flora Viser
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