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I cut off my hair
To spite your name
Listened to the same song
That we danced to
Before you were gone

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We are puppets
Our strings knotted
And lost
Our heads jerk
As we dance
Weave our way back
Limbs tangled
We unravel

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I have burrowed the secret
So deep inside
That even I
Have forgotten what
It was

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A captured day
Photographs of a summer barbecue
You
Laughter and lighted eyes
A youth you can’t take

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You return to confusion
Your skin tightened
Furnace hot
Ready to pop
Wounded when touched

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So he bled you dry
Not worth a try
Yet you still will cry

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Is beginning now
An end to the beginning
And the beginning of our end
It only just began
And now it’s ended

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Flea bitten greys
walking tall
in sun drenched pastures
filled with knee high grasses

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She counts the ways
That she loves you
On fingers and toes
From first to last
She is complete
Relentless
All consuming
Passion of youth
Wisdom and strength
From old age

She is yours
Your lover
Your companion
All yours
Treat her kindly
Treat her well
She is easy to
Tears
Too easy
To break

Tonight
You drink white
Instead of red
It’s what he said
That matters the most