How quick the wind comes

I tell myself
you’re a wild one,
ambition
overpowering
inhibition,
that stubborn age
of independence,
taking root
in every step,
but in truth
I wasn’t watching,
a quick minute
sacrificed to regret
and you
left to bear
the bruise
that matches
the shadow
on my heart.

(dtn)

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