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I wish you had held me
just as you promised,
at the end of the day
you said
you will hold me
and cover my scars
at the end of the day
you said
you will love me
and kiss me goodnight
at the end of the day
you said
you will be mine.

You said
at the end of the day
it would not matter.

But the days
keep ending.

Jehona Thaqi© the poem I could not begin nor end