Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 117
Kicking Range

A few times a week,
Maybe a few more,
I got to see your face. No,
You're not mine, anymore.
But it's odd, to me.
You could've left me,
Forever. And you could've
Gotten far away from me.
But, instead, you stupidly
Stay within kicking range.


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