Tuesday, March 24, 2009

45 x 365 #130

130/365 - JG

The first time I met you, you smashed your fist into the wall. Later on that fist smashed into the hood of her Ford Taurus. When she broke up with you, you sobbed in my arms. I felt only the joy knowing she got away.

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