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Free verse № 96493

Lost Girl

Member since 2003 · Posted 8 Apr 2004 · 2 comments

I'm not sure when things started to slip When 'miss' became 'ma'am' suits became things to suffocate instead of swim in and freckles turned in to spots Perhaps the traffic was too loud or maybe it was the ticking at my back, but i never heard the doors closing behind her when she left

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[8] Shuushin 8-Apr-04/5:33 PM Reply
is you from 100poems??

I like this - lowercase "i" sticks out though.
[8] nentwined 8-Apr-04/5:38 PM Reply
lowercase 'I' sticks out, and "in to" seems it should be "into". But yes. :)