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discomforts of life II
his malignant words fell heavy; his crusted wounds open to further infection; from his constant refusal to not let go. though I admit, I had less than pure intentions myself, it didn't seem fair that he had thrust his pain, from his internal depths onto my unexpecting self. I hadn't the slightest of how much baggage he had packed; as he tried to lay those suitcases at my inevitabley unwelcoming door, I realized; for a small man- he managed to carry a lot with him. Chris Morrow July 26, 2001.
This is the second of two poems about this learning experience of a relationship.. and hints at the idea that the individual I write about was dealing with some issues that led to the break up.. the first poem didn't touch on why the people part really.. and this might help explain that a little.. and hey! no rhyming this time.. thanks for reading
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