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Chelsea Quigley
Poems
Jun 14
The Fist
I did not speak a word.
You did.
Fist held high,
Shaken with pride.
And I in quiet,
Fearing inside.
But instead
I sat,
Waiting for calm.
But you infact
We're sure with your hand.
And then you knew,
That I would wait.
For you to end
In a different state.
Tears were shed
And your body gave.
But me?
I told you,
It was okay.
#hurt
#relationship
Written by
Chelsea Quigley
23/F/Waterford
(23/F/Waterford)
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