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The tears slide down my cheeks silently.
Not profoundly, but unremarkably.
I reread the messages, and try to convince myself they don’t exist
But they do
I hurl my phone at the wall

Its nighttime
Dark and cool and comforting
beyond my window the flashing lights of a plane float by
I wish I were on that plane
flying away from here

but I’m not.
I’m stronger than my desire to run away



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Sep. 17 at 9:20 am
I love this poem so much. You are so talented. :) 
 
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