His heart broken by her careless

words directed at his pain,

as she left with their son

emptying his pockets,

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and tearing his heart.

He beats back the tears;

and the loneliness of 

the silence, of their shared

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home pared of his peace.

Mates pat him on the back

where his son rode, on his 

broad shoulders, laughing

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and shouting to his mother

who has smothered his hopes

of footie games, rugby and

being with his Dad. A phone is

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now how they speak, and share

feeling for the right words,

trying not to break her rules

recalling the reality of a

future,

further

fractured.