Sacrifice

Tucked into a corner of the woods
a handful of graves gleam

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Walking out the door
Only seeing the scenery

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I feel
Your soap slick hands,
Gliding across my skin,
Hot, steamy breath
Upon my neck,
I hear

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The scent enters my nose
Remembering her
And why
It couldn’t last,
I walk a similar path now
But with another