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Nov 5
The snapping
of the branch,
clicking sound from the twig,
we destroy the ones we love,
a feeling inside that's sick,

I could never hurt her,
sphere I thought was clear,
the deer headlights, feel fear,
gentle touch to deafened ears.

I couldn't.......
I wouldn't...........
RyanGeoffreyHayward
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RyanGeoffreyHayward  46/M/Australia
(46/M/Australia)   
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