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May 2019
I don’t remember saying that,
Saying anything at all,
But my mind betrays me and turns the phrases ‘round.

I wonder what you’ll say when you realize
You haven’t been talking to me at all,
But to her,
But to someone,
Someone who won’t remember her name.
Written by
Cecelia Blackthorn  20/Cisgender Female
(20/Cisgender Female)   
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