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Jun 2016
It was never meant to end this way
Especially since you left without your word
I felt like broken glass in the rain
There was always that moment you cursed
Your own friend, your own brother
He only loved you a little less than your mother

The quick successive turns you took
The swigs of beer you drank as you drove far
The distance between widened your noose
To allow you to breathe a little, like a door ajar
I don't know what I am trying to do
Because I end up losing you

Surely words can't fix the mess we've created
Surely it had been words that started to fray the jersey
Which had been hand-knit, lost now and demented
Barely able enough to speak a few words that are slurry
Hang in there and wait for me
I tried to help, but you wouldn't let me

Maybe this was how you wanted things to end
Like gravel scraped on my back
You wanted the scars to remain and deepen
Like salt in your tea I was too weak to even
Say 'Hello' when I past you at home
Trying to get back into the groove of things, so I apologise if things seem gloomy, Trust Me-they're not!
JAK AL TARBS
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JAK AL TARBS  England
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