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Anger-
It swells, to the point of no return;
my heart rate, how it leaps and gallops-
and I suppose the truth of the matter
can be seen in your silly words.
“It’s just I haven’t
ever really been free.”
I glare at the phone-
my thoughts settle
on those words.
I want to cry out-
I want to scream how
awful and selfish you are;
I want to be furious
and scream and let you see-
“Honey, are you still
there? I love you.”
My heart rate slows
and I see the future-
and the past-
and the thought that you,
you with your selfish nonchalance-
it nears my heart to tears….
Why do you do this?
“I love you too.”
It’s all I can say
Really after all, to
my best friend-
my little sister.
And with a sigh and
a small click, the phone is
dead, and my heart slows-
for truly, in the worst
horrible way, I am just
sorry to see you go.
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