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An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry

Was it just a fight? Or something more
You hurt my heart, and I hurt yours.
Is this fairness, or is it not?
Because you walked out
And I heard no more

Days led to weeks, and now to months
Agonising dead silence
And developing distance,
Digging a wide deep trench
So far it has stretched.
This feels so wretched!

At first I keep a constant watch
Will the phone light up?
Or the Gmail box fill?
Nothing, empty, more silence
How wrecked my heart now bleeds

How easy we love, a second to love
How hard to forget, a year to regret
But life’s mistakes we make to learn
To be better for the next person.


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