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This poem is about an ex- boyfriend I met online. We developed feelings for one another, but it never worked out.
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Pieces Of You Everywhere
Melancholy as a child mourning the death of a pet, I stood looking
At the pillow
Where we lain.
Little white flakes fell from your head, landing there.
How gross that I set my silk in it.
Grosser still; I chewed your old gum
And liked the taste of your mouth still on it.
Nostalgia fills my brain
With the smell of desire.
With the smell of a vanilla candle.
Found your writing on my wall.
The ink still smeared
By your big fingers
Waving out your goodbye.
Crushing my innocent, loving, heart.
I want it all back.
Before the meeting.
My eyes so bright like the sun's smile.
You would still be just a voice.
Now you are stuck in my tears forever.
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