She ran away
From
The demons
In her
Just
To be
Enveloped
In
Your
Embrace
Long
Enough to
Make
You realise
That
you were
her
Seraphic  grace.

Subdued by inertia
Gutted enthusiasm
Fragmented and carelessly stitched
I lay here bleeding on your new carpet

Widening  gaping holes on flesh
No glory here
Decayed hope
Circling the circle
Pray, scream, ache, wait
WAIT AND ACHE
Wait, god ******

Can you hear?
That's the sound of a heart breaking
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Call it....
Time of death : 7:57pm.