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Jan 2011
It’s done.

The cold feeling came back,
Only this time it is here to
Stay. Forever.
Come back to salt old wounds
That never healed properly.
Believe me to be a mistake,
it can only cause harm.
Sabotage the life I had,
Collage it into something ugly.
Pick apart my own Heart
Shredding it to pieces and then
laying them on
A mirror.

I beg you.

Gaze into the hole where
My soul used to sleep, for
I wander the deserts alone now.
Searching for Nothing
So that I may find comfort in
Death.
No.
Prayers are beyond me.
Answers that are never heard
By deaf ears and numbed mind.

Twilight is gaining,
But by the time She arrives,
I will be no more.
And you will have forgotten me
altogether.  
It’s done.
Marissa Wargo
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Marissa Wargo
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