Thursday, September 17, 2009

Toast

Never forget that darkened look from the girl
Who sat in the corner.
We held hands and joked,
We ate cake,
Met your friends.
She sat in the corner
With a coffee
And toast
And smiled.
A tragic look that never reached her shoulders
Or her hands.
It’s not my fault,
I didn’t know.
Not my responsibility,
Should be yours.



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