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What if I had stopped loving you anyway and you leaving hurt only my pride and my security. And my clinging was only a reflex a simple muscle spasm.

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Reviewed by Jeremy Vaeni

Reviewed on November 23, 2004

Gosh, Ape, what happens to all the LOVE poems when the poets have a brief flash of honesty and all at once realize this IS "love"?

Yeah. You're always ahead of the pack.

Reviewed by Dana Matthews (Reader)

Reviewed on November 18, 2004

"If" is a very big word at times,
isn't it?

Little poem with a big thought.

T C - D a n a

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart

Reviewed on November 18, 2004

That's probably something many women in that situation never take the time to consider. But those who do may already find themselves healthier and happier. Once the "spasms" stop, they can make their own way to happiness.

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