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Your eyes changed with your concussion

by Barbara Griffith

I'm going to cry because no one is holding me.
But you'll laugh.

I'm going to write a long, epic entry in my paper-bound journal.
But you'll breathe easy.

I'm going to walk home in the dark.
And you'll be driving with music blaring.

I'm going to sleep alone tonight.
But at least you are too.

10/02/2005

Author's Note: andrew

Posted on 10/03/2005
Copyright © 2026 Barbara Griffith

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