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10 Years Since
The punch that ended it all
The final straw
If I can't have you
You can't have the baby
The last insults
Hurled in my face
A broken phone
Thrown on the concrete in anger
And yet
I still noted your birthday
Earlier this week
I still feel your hands
Around my throat
Hear your voice
In my ears
Experience the fear
In my heart
And yet
Something still doesn't feel real
It wasn't that bad, was it?
I can't remember bruises
I never documented anything
Was it as bad as I remember?
The final straw
If I can't have you
You can't have the baby
The last insults
Hurled in my face
A broken phone
Thrown on the concrete in anger
And yet
I still noted your birthday
Earlier this week
I still feel your hands
Around my throat
Hear your voice
In my ears
Experience the fear
In my heart
And yet
Something still doesn't feel real
It wasn't that bad, was it?
I can't remember bruises
I never documented anything
Was it as bad as I remember?
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