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Arabella
Poems
May 2014
voicemails
maybe it's the rain pounding down on my ears
or the echoes of last summers laughter
those perfect yet empty beer cans that used to lie on your kitchen table
are a clear representation of who i've become
with no more love to give.
I'm numb from saving your attention
if only i had known those
memories made one blurred photograph
that you've kept hidden under your bed.
when i told them that after i reach those 4,000 miles i'm done
they sat in silence and nodded their heads because for the past 10 months
they too have been the empty beer cans on your kitchen table
waiting for you to throw them away.
ahhhh this is a draft people help
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