Hangers Poem by Ana Burnhep
Hangers
Not just another victim of statistic
This is not where it goes
Thought he should know
Tears hanging from the corners of her eyes
Old scars began to ache from before
And she held onto love with her childhood faith
The loss of feeling in her hands
Now strangers again
Set adrift from one and the other
Empty hangers laying on the floor
So he shuts the closet door
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