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She let that water flow at luke warm. As she squeezed the rag to drain the excess soapy water. She scrubs so gentle but so potent. She washes the cruds of yesterday. Feeling gloom because she remembers Things he used to say. How he loved her so. And she was Always the only one. And how she had thought it would be fun. Soapy. Sudsy. Scrubs. Tears inevitably flow vigorously. She remembers there will no Longer be betraying hugs. She knows nights up waiting Will be no more. Because this time she chose not to Follow him out that door. Suds consume her everything. As she washes the cruds of yesterday. For it was yesterday he seemed so sure. And today no more. How could it seem So pure and today nevermore? She remembers the good and the bad. As the soapy water heads down the drain. She decides to send with it her Sorrow and pain. For it is much too heavy of a Burden to bare. And a slight crooked smile appears as she Washed. The. Cruds. Of. Yesterday. -Jennifer DeAngelo Copyrighted 2016
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
The Cruds Of Yesterday
She let that water flow at luke warm. As she squeezed the rag to drain the excess soapy water. She scrubs so gentle but so potent. She washes the cruds of yesterday. Feeling gloom because she remembers Things he used to say. How he loved her so. And she was Always the only one. And how she had thought it would be fun. Soapy. Sudsy. Scrubs. Tears inevitably flow vigorously. She remembers there will no Longer be betraying hugs. She knows nights up waiting Will be no more. Because this time she chose not to Follow him out that door. Suds consume her everything. As she washes the cruds of yesterday. For it was yesterday he seemed so sure. And today no more. How could it seem So pure and today nevermore? She remembers the good and the bad. As the soapy water heads down the drain. She decides to send with it her Sorrow and pain. For it is much too heavy of a Burden to bare. And a slight crooked smile appears as she Washed. The. Cruds. Of. Yesterday. -Jennifer DeAngelo Copyrighted 2016
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
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