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When Fist Meets Flesh
The pain
The sting
The betrayal of a love once shared
When fist meets flesh
Is it such a deep love that I feel?
For you tell me that it is—afterwards.
Is it forgiveness that you seek?
For you ask of it—afterwards.
The bruises don’t tell all of the stories
Only you and I have read that book.
So many times
So many nights
When fist meets flesh
I am torn down
I am broken
My soul remains spiritless.
Yes, I always think of a better time
A happier time
A time of hope, dreams, love, and the laughter between us
Each time…
Fist meets flesh.
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Coral Urbina
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