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Antagonist by Randy Wayne Spire

Here is the hand

you dealt to me

that drunken night

I’ll never flee

Against my will

you had your way

I bled for weeks

I bleed today

This wounded mind

bombarded, reels

This wounded heart

disjointed, feels

With shame and rage

I question still

These silent screams

My bitter pill

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