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Jul 2013
I’m using my best words
Saying my greatest lines
For someone that can’t even hear me.
Come on, you know I’m there,
You can feel me.
Feel my breath on the back of your neck,
My fingers tracing the curves of your back,
Cold feet on yours under the covers.
You know I’m there
I am forever in the corners of your eyes
The eyes that focus on her porcelain body
What we were is swept under the bed
While she is cuddled up under the covers
Jessica Britton
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