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Jun 2014
she couldn't comprehend,
hours before she was content,
and now her friend is gone
and the happiness
slipped through her fingers
so easy

the same as the dust swirled around her
frame and all
as she stood and watched his silhouette
meet the perfect girl

where did she go wrong
April
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