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May 2015
To have your tears as the last memory..
To know that I have tried and failed forever and again
to assume that you would see the love shining from within my eyes and instead watch you fixed
over the nothingness rolling out of my tongue
I shall not ask forgiveness for I am the one that effortlessly drew scars of disappointments
over the softness of your skin, I am the one that burned your light into my darkness.
you stood, a burning bright light before my eyes and I ran into dimness
I ran away, from your sweetness into my own misery.
I ran, holding traces of your perfume permanently stitched into
the skin of my palms
and your teary eyes glued into the back of my head like the first
page of my favorite book
but how could you let me go when everything within me silently begged you not to..
Catharsis
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Catharsis
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   someone and Sara Murray
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