You’re yelling now. The veins in your neck Popping out as if they’re ready to attack me Right then and there. I sit on the bed as I watch you pace back and forth avoiding eye contact. Can’t help but feel the tears gathering themselves, blurring my view The knot in my throat ready to […]

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