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Love, Gunner

By ZebraWithoutStripes, Blue Springs, MO

How much you must have hated me
to hate you.

don’t you know that every day your fading
smile your smooth face
(all but the crease between your brows growing


don’t you know that your pale skin
papery dry, lily petal thin
and your eyes

that never looked long at mine
like two shells, scraped by sand, burned by sun,
blind and bruised, two blackish blueish wells on
your face



said everything you couldn’t

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