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Sep 2019
All those years,
you didn’t hear me

All those years,
you seemed so sure

All those days,
you laughed it off

All those nights,
I wanted more

All those lies,
that dug our gravesite

All those tears,
with feeling gone

Now at last
my closet’s empty

Love fell short
—I stayed too long

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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