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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Watch, Wince, Repeat

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She lies
Bruises easy
A fall she can't recall
She lives in fear; she dies within
Silence.
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Daughter
She sees it all
Can't wait to leave this house
She weds a man who hits like Dad