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Rose
"I want to tell you" she whispered
his heart cooled in the
sudden ice of their bed
"dont get mad" she urged
she'd been only fourteen with
a married man then
her mother taking charge and
from a long way off something about
a clinic
but what got him, sucked the love from him
was the tears
that claim of continuing loss
she'd even given him a name
no guilt
he ...
Sunday 9th August 2020 12:00 pm
black clouds on a sunny day
black clouds on a sunny day
a bus ride into town
on a sunny day
a black cloud
crawls its way
across the window
this is about me
this is about me
this is about me
this is not about me
she could be
he could be
there is no sign
how would I know
I glance at her
her smile
curves into uncertainty
at the corner
of her mou...
Monday 19th September 2016 4:15 pm
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