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Aug 2016
I didn't say
Goodbye
The best way
I knew how,
I said it
With my heart
Stuck in my throat
And tears
In my eyes
Reigned back
Like many angry horses
Held at bay,
I drove home
In silence,
Feeling waves
Of emotion
Reverberating
In the sobs
That I could not muffle,
On my couch
I curled up
Into a ball
And slept,
How would I
Wake to a cloudy day
When I expect her
To shine through,
Like she has every day before?
But she's gone,
And my storm begins...

APAD16 - 023 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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