By kevin urenda
Date: 23 August 1999
Cleansing
cleansing
She pillaged my love
as if my heart were her
ancestral home
and a 'relationship'
was the emotional
equivalent of ethnic cleansing
Now
in the aftermath
I now merely have
a history
but no one left
to write the book
for the emotions are all
gone now
refugees in a place where
love is nothing more than a jingle
or a wrapper on the
fast food of life
8/19/99
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