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The Sick Gazelle

Her eyes were transfixed
on the drink I had just bought her;
swollen and red and separate
from the rest of the world.

She said her boyfriend had just moved to Italy
and that she had offered to go with him.

I told her she was pretty
and deserved better.
Written by LoveMinusZero
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