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An Ode To Loss
In knowing how my heart aches, I know not Where to hide my sorrow. Etched, onto flesh So numbed, by the cold break of tomorrow. My thoughts it would seem, merely cascading Sullen faces; the infinite places We had seen. Afflicted by a love so fleeting - You left it biting at my being In some callous bout of cruelty, unforeseen. For sake no more than infidelity... You did but everything To forget me. Yet you see it most in dramatists; A trial of false feelings eloquent, As if to belittle their own. And still the latter more prevalent - A trait I'd grown to love; Be it the marrow, the mere dust That forms my bones. And yet I evermore despise - I could hunt the breach, the distance In those eyes As they meet mine. And all notion, upon notion, of retrieval Will not help me seek the better Of your evils, For you chose to make the bed In which you lie. And so my darling, promiscuous love, My mind breeds only bitterness. While that bloody, bludgeoned organ In my chest beats memories Vigorous.
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