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Updated: Jan 16, 2019

Your phone calls

are memorable like

the mirror hall.

But the missing spark

had no chance to

really start.

Chit chat at dinner

and laughs at

the breadwinner.

Claiming I'm the best

you know, yet still

I'm dispossessed

and unimpressed.

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