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You were always,
The palm of my hand,
that's how well I knew you.
Recently you've been playing with fire,
not even wearing gloves.
So now you return to me,
the same palm,
but not.
I look at my palm,
and realize,
there are lost lines.



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Phoenixx said...
Sept. 8, 2011 at 6:26 pm
this is short, sweet, simple, and totally amazing! Totally a great piece :) 
 
Egyptiangirl13 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 9, 2011 at 4:11 pm
thanks so much!
 
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