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Strangers

  • Poet
  • Mar 4
  • 1 min read

I keep thinking I see you in the ghosts of strangers in grocery stores

Almost cried in the frozen aisle

Now that you’re nothing to me

I haven’t slept well in years because of you

Might go down the aisle of our past and throw all the glass jars on the floor

Break the CDs that play songs that remind me of you

All while you take on whatever persona the woman you’re pining over wants


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