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Blue Sheets
the tears are gone
her eyes are dry
dawn breaks unblinking in the sky
I've confessed all
my conscience clean
surprised she did not make a scene
all those women
the casual lies
yet no questions or fluttering whys
no hint of shock
her sheets are blue;
I told her what she already knew
she'd sucked it up
loved me so much
forgiven all just f...
Thursday 2nd September 2021 10:27 am
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