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Who said:
"You don't realise what you've got, till it's gone."

In your absence I despise silence,
when you're gone loneliness visits,
but his friendship, I do not desire.

An empty scent circulates in the room.
Air is cold and crisp, all is black and white
with sad songs on repeat. 
I find no peace listening to the rain since
you left me in the darkness of the eclipse.

Phone keeps ringing, but its not your name
flashing on display - I prefer a blank screen.
Not one voice seems to appease,
nor give me peace from this disease -
when you disappear like Houdini.

Yet your ghost lingers in the backdrop.
A candle quivers, dripping in tears of wax.
I don't blame your heart for its change,
but why so stubborn in bitter muteness.

Without you my soul resides in an empty trunk,
defaced with green moss, crawling with beetles.
Sanity is dripping like a leaking bottle of crimson water.

I remember when you were a wounded bird,
bleeding on a path to no where, unable to fly,
crying endlessly, yearning for your nest -
but now you have flown so far away.

Sometimes there is no patience in time,
especially when one closes their mind.
Without a chance to clarify confusion,
all is lost in ignorant translation.

Once, I had a million pieces of affection,
wedged between my soul, heart and mind,
but in your eyes they were rejected as unworthy.
Once what you loved, is now your enemy.

Today, I am the twin of sorrow,
tomorrow your twin will be regret

and you'll be crying when you're forgotten.

Simple Musing (fictional poem)
Silent One
20 November 2020

The quote is a line from the song "Big Yellow Taxi" by Joni Mitchell from the album Ladies of the Canyon (1970).

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