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Jan 20
after you moved out

i cleaned my house

top to bottom

i rid it

of every little thing

you threw away


i found pieces of myself

that now bear your name

etched deep

a permanent reminder

of you

some things i could not bring myself

to burn

those i locked away

up in my attic

invisible to my mind's eye

yet there nonetheless

now others walk through my house

wondering how lonely

i must be

but i have long needed

living space

for myself

so as i sit here

just my thoughts and


i cannot help but wonder

what did i leave

in your house?
Written by
Tiger Striped  16/F
   Em MacKenzie
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