lace armwarmers hide forgotten scars
pencils sharpened and ready,
can't seem to remember the lines
the sun is shining, sky clear.
the grassy smell has saturated my torn jeans
my torn jeans with his name still on them
my torn jeans that have seen so much
my torn jeans that know so little
dogs pant in the heat,
hey,that water looks inviting...
forget everything as you float between blue.
 
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