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6/12/2017 11:29:40 AM
sam gll Posts: 1
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I watch her ride into the sunset A knowing smile spread across her face As if in amusement Of the grant of a future tryst. I look around me. Lying in blood splattered gravel, Wounds tug at my skin and my spirit begging for a release eternal. Yet a faint hint of gratitude allays the searing pain in my body with a bittersweet promise that my time is yet to come. Years later, Watching me drunk with mirth blind to the surprises woven in the tapestry of time She saunters in with sureness. And her smile of years’ past strikes like a thunderbolt Of course, she delighted in being the guest uninvited. edited by sylviaplath on 6/12/2017
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