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i am feeling silent today

the shouting is done, you

said your words, you

got what you wanted, you

got to say all the things you wanted to say

at the top of your lungs

in my face

refusing my answers and

twisting them until even i couldn’t recognize

the things i said, whatever i was saying, and

you got what you wanted today, with your

nasty parting shot as you stalked off into the bedroom

your final words, your

final gift, always about

what you think of

me.