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Project 52 ’11 27: In the End

November 15, 2011

In The End

In the end
There were no false hopes,
No gospels or gloss paint
And no romantic goodbyes.

Although you are gone
I will not fall apart –
Do not look for that.

Instead, I will grit my teeth
Until the molars crack –
Crimson and enamel.
The crunch of grit
Children eating at the beach.

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