Splinters

He saw where the tears of wine

had left their stains of disappointment 

deep inside

the splinters of a broken table.

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wasted

the pile of faded out t-shirts

that sit silent in the corner of an empty room

still have the scented memories 

of his wasted kisses, lost loves,

and the absent knowing

of how to feel something for someone.

                                                                         

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