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Pieces of You

By riley1516, Lake Zurich, IL

Hands tremble
as legs begin to uncontrollably shake,
I slide open a small drawer
as tears begin to race–
down my cheeks,
the Contents of a single vanity drawer
can bring so much–

Hairbrushes, Nail Polish,
Volcano Red,
starting to feel sick to my stomach,
half expecting–
to walk in.

How can little pieces remain of You,
although You are gone?
crumbling down onto cool tile,
It has been far too long–
since I have seen your gentle face,
since we have hugged in warm embrace,

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