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Feb 2013
I still remember the time you hit me.
I should have realized how much you cared.
Fearing the impending destruction of our relationship
I rushed to build a wall to protect myself.
Your fist crashed into my temple
Like a hurricane tossing a flurry of waves along the beach,
Taking a little of me every time you pull away.

I won't say you were wrong.
I went against your grain for so long
That eventually you splintered.
And now I find myself digging the slivers of you
From my memory.
Stinging reminders of what we had.
Written by
Patrick Conroy  PA
(PA)   
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