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poem: grey early afternoon

November 10, 2018November 10, 2018 elizabeth claireLeave a comment

i think about him all the time. all of him and what he represents he is in me like smoke and rain even when i don't want him. it is early afternoon and foggy: i am trying but he is still inside me

Posted in poetryTagged crushes, elizabeth xx, free verse, grey, life, love, orginal poetry, poetry, the last pavilion

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