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 Mar 2019 Keely Newton
Ruheen
I finally screamed.
I finally cracked.
Am I meant to feel better?
Am I? I thought I was going to feel better. Lighter. Like I wasn't lying to everyone around me about how I felt.
Whatever.
Her eyes were that Heineken bottle green,
and her spirit bubbly,
a cold touch
to a warm soul
I got drunk in her love


















And I never regretted it.

— The End —