High StakesA Poem by Sara
It took a mouthful of loathing
a fistful of pain a swallow of anger and a jab of pity to bring a man to his knees It took a minute of suffering four years of regret a Sunday of reflection and a January of neglect to strip the love off his back And it took a mind of awareness a finger of confrontation a skeleton of hopelessness and a jaw of conviction to take the drive from his heart © 2015 SaraAuthor's Note
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