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She Says

I grew up here,

she says,

such a small town,

brick roads,

that sparkle,

like her eyes,

in the rain.

She used to hate it,

and grit her teeth,

when you walked away,

things changed.

Real grass,

got replaced,

with fake,

for safety,

they say.

I grew up here,

she says,

where teenagers,

cruise main.

It’s like a movie,

that you never realized,

you were apart of.

I grew up here,

she said.

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DatoreFargo

31 / F / Kansas

Published: Jan 12
LinesWords: 2573

Tags: #imagery #metaphor #anxiety #ink #publishedpoet #love #town #movie

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