What I don’t know how to describe is the pain,
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the brutality of saying no,
the agony of walking away,
prying my own hand, and making him go.
shredding them off of your side
in a burn that will twinge with each
move and stride.
It will only sear
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I’ve the story memorized.
I could write a whole book, film a movie.
I can quote our every line.
Why’s it matter so much,
why’s it grip me?
There was waiting, anticipating.
We were rooting for oh, so long.
Then the ending, sudden grating-Read More »
not in my lap
but upon my head
the structure pillars walls
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