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May 2, 2013
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There’s an imprint of your body on the lone side of my bed.
I can almost see your skin in the shadow you possessed,
The sheets folded around your hands and your hair tucked behind your neck.
The flush of poppies lingers on your skin
As I try and touch your shoulder.
Before I dare to reach you,
A scar stretches down your arm
And wraps around your heart
And I remember this is just an imprint
And only the smell of flowered perfume lingers in your place.

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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 6, 2013 at 1:52 pm
This is my favorite of you two poems. I'm already a fan of your work. Can't wait for you future endeavors. Honestly this poem blew me away. The emotion intertwined with the elite skills you demonstrate throughout the entirity of the poem makes this a poem the is unforgettable. 
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