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Lover's Quarrel Over the Minute Things

Lover's Quarrel Over The Minute Things in the ours of are day we fought the minute things like a stampeding bull she sees red when i left the toilet seat up especially couples fight all the time mind you we fought over a toilet seat can you imagine that who cares, it's no big deal I forget, I tell her she would return my look with bull's eyes fire in her eyes divorce, maybe? the times i did forget she had to emphasize the point by slamming the seat down rattling the apartment sending chills down my back sending me a message i would console her put a arm around her and apologize babe, look at it i'm groggy sometimes and forget and then before the next word came out ... she would blink her eyes and kick me yes, yes i have scars to prove it in my mind this went on forever forever i tell you it never grew old it grew branches of sadness that overshadowed our lives she was right why wouldn't she be i regress, now, sadly alone the ours of are days the minute things ... me and my wife squaring off in the bull ring of life until the lights went out then it hurt ... then it hurt really hard ... sucking the breath out of me ... ...as to why i forgot connie pachecho 3/13/17

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