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Sunday, August 14, 2011

A Scare

by Douglas Polk

She said she was late,
And thought I should know,

Nervous she bit her lip,
The silence unbroken,

I shrug my shoulders,
and look away,

Her voice cracking when she tries to speak,

A tear falls as she turns and walks away,

Later a text,
“It is over“,

“All over”.


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