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For The Wife
yesterday i made
some promises for your friends
who of course, after marriage
our marriage, have become
my own friends too,
now because of you
i have to break them
break myself
some integral part of my
bones
i have to twist my face
and show the rawness of
my laughter
today
simply because you
changed your mind
and for which, as a matter
of marital consequence, i, too
have to become
a change myself,
i repeat, because of
you, i may not be
myself, anymore.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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