The Aftermath
By Vic MousseauPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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When all the dust has settled at last,
When the fires and the hurt subside
I'll be the one left standing
With my fist in the air.
In the aftermath
Of bitter war,
I alone
Do stand
Tall
About the Creator
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Comments (3)
This is an amazing nonet. So full of power.
When we break away from the heartbreak of dependent love, its amazing what we learn on our own! Thanks for this positive poem.
So heartbreaking