Ten for One

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Ten-reasons to walk away,

Nine-calls in the night, begging for my stay,

Eight- times I answer, saying it will be OK,

Seven- times she believes me, though she sounded grey

Six-hours later, I know what must be done,

Five- minutes it takes, to change and be on the run.

Four- things that pull me, opposite of my caller,

Three- lights I jump,  though it just makes me smaller,

Two- hours that pass, the sweat built on my head,

One- second it takes, for me to wake up panting in my bed.

-NN

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