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Like a cancer I cling to you when I should turn away, Darkness, please don't fill this space, Sorrow, please delay. An incessent yearning leaking onto my ideas, the colour of dismay, Suicide, be gone from mind, Please creation, not decay. The memory of you, a wound untreated, a jewel I locked away, Me, a safe for your callous act, Please, don't you dare stay. Your company, Vincent's night robbed of stars in the cruelest way, Myself, a ***** amongst kings, At least, that's what you would say. Knowing better and feeling worse, duality in the doorway, A love you have dispassionately marred, No more prophetic ray. The clouds are clearing, no thanks to you and your own ego's way, Light, within me to be found, And this is my new day!
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Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 4:14 PM UTC
Not yet too far.
Like a cancer I cling to you when I should turn away, Darkness, please don't fill this space, Sorrow, please delay. An incessent yearning leaking onto my ideas, the colour of dismay, Suicide, be gone from mind, Please creation, not decay. The memory of you, a wound untreated, a jewel I locked away, Me, a safe for your callous act, Please, don't you dare stay. Your company, Vincent's night robbed of stars in the cruelest way, Myself, a ***** amongst kings, At least, that's what you would say. Knowing better and feeling worse, duality in the doorway, A love you have dispassionately marred, No more prophetic ray. The clouds are clearing, no thanks to you and your own ego's way, Light, within me to be found, And this is my new day!
debbie-lydon
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Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 4:14 PM UTC
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