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Remains
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Elise Oddity PM
We meet eyes, we look away. A sickening yet consensual obsession.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama - Words: 59 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-07-05 - id: 2002826
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Remains

Black T-shirts washed so many times they've turned grey,
and fragments of you I can't repair,
nor erase.
I would sing you those sick love songs
that you tell me you hate,
and I would smile far too much,
if only you weren't you.


Notes: Maybe Geography class is good for something after all.

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