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Poem · Drama

Nothing Was Ill

by KB TYLENT ✓ · 29 Sept 2019

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The day was black, your daughter set to marriage and I settled; As a go-between, your better half blamed me, friendship crippled. Yes, it was sad but sadder than how you broke up my faith;

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