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apollota Oct 2016
Seconds.
That’s how long it takes
For you to be gone.
To walk away and leave me behind.

But, you said you wouldn’t.
You said you’d never leave me behind.
But, if someone better came along,
I bet you’d leave me behind.
In seconds.
2016-10-06
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The second in a collection of four poems

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