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Sep 2022
It gnaws and it ravishes
it consumes in it’s selfish greed
it laughed in your face
and it pecked away at my seeds

It was the water beneath the surface
that ensured that we would inevitably rust
it was the fuel on the fire
that eventually would burn away your trust

And just like my Father
I was unnecessarily mean
repeating the cycle of abuse 
destroying what was once evergreen
Thomas Alan
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Thomas Alan  M/Newcastle, UK
(M/Newcastle, UK)   
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