Flower Golf Poems

I ran
To escape
An evil
Year
After
Year
Becoming tired
As I could not
Out run it
So
I stopped
To face it
And die
It stripped me
Of dignity
It humiliated me
It mocked me
Spat in my face
Kicked me
Profanities
Screamed...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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