You aren't gone ain't gone never will stay gone for too long

November 1, 2011
By dherta11 GOLD, Ortonville, Michigan
dherta11 GOLD, Ortonville, Michigan
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Yellow lines on both sides
And the school bells silent
Down sight.
Daily basis of bumping knees
Turned to chatter once a month.
Sticks her arm out of the window
And waves,
Miniscule attention,
Aching pill-popper's satisfaction.
I am an enabler
And cold turkey rips her stitches
From my heart.
But snow melts
And the scent grows overwhelming.
She will find
That my couch elates her,
Once more.

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