You see,
your voice
rolls around in my head
day after day
between all the flirting
and smiling
between the dressing-up
and breaking down
I still can’t
accept that you’re not around
Putting on make-up
and punching the wall
Did you mean what you said?
any of it at all?
A million kisses couldn’t keep you
A million squats can’t bring you back
They say I’m pretty
…but pretty doesn’t fix it
© Cheron L’Estrange
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GRADE 9
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