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Tall Pane

By Lauren Hart
I love you, he
Convinces me, hed
Never harm, til
Smack against the glass.

Feeling dizzy,
Screaming wildly,
I hear the slap,
My hand, his face.

Dark blue eyes like


Bruises left behind,
Staining my skin,
Pretending each day.

Looks of concern,
Nothings wrong, really,
I shoot down doubt,
Tell myself the same.

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