Megan Renee
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Stained GlassA Poem by Megan ReneeStained GlassEvery time I shower your touch falls onto my skin like the California breeze when I last saw you. And I can never answer my phone because.. |
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Hurtful MemoriesA Poem by Megan ReneeWe met in the café. You bought a smoothie, For yourself. And a latte, For me. Smiling. I like you. A lot. For the first ti.. |
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