272 Poem by RIC BASTASA

272



after betrayal
of trust you have the
nerve
to ask if i am
angry

i am not
i am
hurt and that makes
the difference

between you and me
there shall be a chasm

an abyss
but you will never hear
me shouting

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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