his flannel was in her possesion,
although it belonged to him.
but she swore she wouldn't give it back,
for it was all she had left of him.
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Poetry{o n g o i n g} his flannel was the only piece of him she had left. copyright © toxicluxe 2014
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his flannel was in her possesion,
although it belonged to him.
but she swore she wouldn't give it back,
for it was all she had left of him.