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Apr 2014
Rain no longer makes me miss
you but instead creates an ache
in this vein running through my
left hand where you used to
absently trace with your fingers
while I let the sound of your tv be
drowned out by your heartbeat
thudding beneath my ear.
Megan Grace
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Megan Grace
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