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Lost Girl (Free verse) by niyama

I'm not sure when things started to slip When 'miss' became 'ma'am' suits became things to suffocate instead of swim in and freckles turned in to spots Perhaps the traffic was too loud or maybe it was the ticking at my back, but i never heard the doors closing behind her when she left

Shuushin 8-Apr-04/5:33 PM
is you from 100poems??

I like this - lowercase "i" sticks out though.




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