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Dec 2014
I’d never thought of seeing you again
My mind too crammed to believe
In such distasteful possibilities.

Yet there you stood
In all your pathetic glory –
Imitating the successful knight
Of children’s stories.

They crowded around you
Smiles, laughter and love.
I stared on in disbelief and disgust.

My foolish innocence never void
I thought a sight of me
May change your mind –
Or display a shred of humanity.

The unhesitant look you gave me
Will forever haunt my twisted soul.

I know what you did.
How could you continue to live like this?
Cíara McNamara
Written by
Cíara McNamara  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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