Pictures Left Behind

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Every picture filled
With likes upon looks
Each day another guy double clicks
On one of her selfie pics
Yet here I lay
Wishing I could say
Rather than type like the rest
It's been months since
I like to believe I moved on
I like to wish I fell for another
I like to dream of a better ending
Yet here I shall stay
Every night, every day
Seeing prurient comments
Wishing I could break teeth
But then being broken myself when.
She replies back
With a kiss.

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