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Dec 2013
this is dumb
and I am dumb
but you haven't spoken to me
in a month,
and I don't know what I did wrong

I don't know what I did
to bring on the terrible force
of your cold shoulder,
your icy gaze,
your frigid presence.

when fall turned to winter, so did you.
Jessica Matyas
Written by
Jessica Matyas  Washington
(Washington)   
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