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Dec 2017
His fists clenched, heart wide open
Her hands extended towards him
Her eyes closed but the tears seep through.
She, tired of being the perpetual temporary distraction.
He, struggling to allow the ephemeral to last just a little while longer.
She looks at him with disappointment
Then regret because she knows it's not his fault.
He wishes he didn't look so helpless, pathetic.
Her face hardens.
His shoulders collapse when she says,
"It's a boy girl thing, you wouldn'tΒ Β understand."
Le Shaun Alexis
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Le Shaun Alexis  28/F/Trinidad
(28/F/Trinidad)   
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   Carina
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