You can see my jumbled heart if you look around. It's lying on the floor in messy, worn heaps of clothing. On the dresser as a bottle of makeup, wrapping tissue and DVD's. The pop cans sitting on the window sill, a week old and empty--it's there too. It's in the missing comforter, tossed behind the bed, replaced by two crumpled blankets and an
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/comes in and cleans up
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