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Dec 2012
And it is only after the last text is sent,
the last dinner enjoyed,
the last weekend spent in the mountains,
the last flower picked
or taken and destroyed ,
the last conjugation of two calloused hands,
the last artwork smashed,
the last passionate kiss shared,
and the last “I love You” spoken

will you know what
it is truly like
to bleed.
Joshua Martin
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Joshua Martin
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