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Remember to remember

Sometimes I miss you so much,
I wear our memories under my skin.
It's all I can do to hold onto
those acid-tinged images.
But when I do, I can feel you
clutching the end of every breath,
and each time I exhale you
creep further into the shadows.

10 May 10

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