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Feb 2014
Sit alone at lunch

Stare at the wall
in class

dance at the prom
with your shadow
but with that girl
in your head

you dance good
in your head

attend her funeral
alone
with a black cloud

hug your pillow

wipe your own tears
away

build your own casket
and hope
that someone
buries
it
Dotch Applestein
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Dotch Applestein  Inland
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