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Jul 2013
I remember when we wrote our names on each other's arms.
the ink sank deep into our skin,
enough to seep into our veins, tinting our bloodstream
I felt your presence within me.

…But eventually even permanent marker fades away
When the black curves of your signature chipped off of me
and your name washed out of my body

– that's when I realized you wouldn't stay
Emma
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