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Sunday, January 1, 2012

Fallout

Accusatory bombshells
Tossed into the chasm
Separating us.
Explosions shatter
What peace remained.
Fragmented slivers
Slice love into hate,
Widening the breach,
Creating a distance
No bridge could ever span.

1 comment:

Mary said...

Whew, Mary, this is a real zinger!