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i am

the widow who

never

married.

i am

the weight you

never

carried.

i am

the crack in

the ice.

i am

tired of

being nice.

i am

the widow who

never

married.

i am

the crack neath

your feet.

i am

tired copping

it sweet.

i am

the widow who

never

married.

watch it

son

you’ll

get

buried.

I am.

kick you to the kerb.

kick you again until you

bleed for both of us.

so what was it that

you held on to

before?

when there was just

you

in the

faceless

voiceless

earless

eyeless

nameless

crowd.

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