Slip

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Missing Him

I slipped off inhibitions and

slipped on her skin once more,

wore it like a robe-

tightly fastened

with his arms around my waist,

hands gripping my hips.



She fit comfortably-

felt more like me

than all other garments

until he said that

he liked her better than me

and she fell off my bones.



I slipped on...the lie.

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