The Little Blue Envelope

June 6, 2013
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She stood there
At the little blue envelope that arrived last week,
The envelope that once it was opened
Would change her life

Time froze,
The alarm clock that sit propped
Upon her desk,
Next to that little blue envelope,
And ticks,
Until it stops ticking,
Like her.

The phone rings,
It's her mother
Calling to comfort her
But she doesn't want to talk.

The phone keeps ringing,
Until it stops
And the room is silent,
Once again.

She stood in front of the desk
That holds the little blue envelope,
Until she slowly picks up the little blue envelope,
She tears it to shreds,
And throws it in the shiny black wastebasket,
That was next to the desk
That once was home to
The little blue envelope.

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