THE DRESS
(Emily Scott Robinson)

White cotton dress that ties at the waist
Bare summer arms and eyelet lace
Not short and not long, comes down to the knee
On top of the laundry, folded and clean

But I could have sworn
That I threw that thing away back in June
Snuck out to the alley
And buried it under the trash, one afternoon
I can't trust my memory anymore

Was it the dress I wore?
Was it the wine he poured?
Was there some sign I ignored?
Was there even time to run from that storm?

I don't cry or go crazy, I just hold my breath
My secret is safe locked up in my chest
Deadbolt the front door, don't answer the phone
Sleep with the lights on, afraid of being alone

And I go back through every detail
Like a photograph in my mind
Searching for what I did wrong
I never find it in time

Was it the dress I wore?
Was it the wine he poured?
Was there some sign I ignored?
Was there even time to run from that storm?

To run from that storm?
I'm still runnin' from that storm
I'm still runnin' from that storm

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--Stewie.