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Nov 2015
I lost you
a year ago
The love that eased
My suffering
Is now
a mark
a noose
a sting
A sign that
love was here
Despite the ugliness inside,
You kept me whole
Through Hell,
Until you couldn't.
Your heart so generous
I miss its tender light.
I miss your
midnight breath,
Dying. Dying.
Helplessly.
God,
end these nights of pain.
Maybe I deserve this.
mrmonst3r
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mrmonst3r
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