She goes and goes, laughing at some obnoxious joke
Saying that she can't control, even if it's something to loathe
Pausing momentarily, she looked at me, bored
Saying, " I haven't had a good laugh in while", as she swore
I knew it wasn't about the joke anymore, but I ignored
The pain she wanted to forget, took her over more and more
But, even for a while, I captured the resemblance
She waved her hands at me and walked off, and it was the last instance
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Love it
Thanks, I am glad.
You're welcome
Carefully worded it remains open to interpretation but as I read it she saw the similarity between her and the author and not wanting to see more left. A powerful write.
Thanks a lot.
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