December 15, 2009
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Pulling out of his embrace,
She turns to leave,
Bereft of warmth.

Fallen was the smile on her face,
Taken over by a grimace,
Hardness and firm.

With head high,
Her back to the light,
She walks into the darkness that envelopes her.

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