Lingering
The depths of despair
no bottom for me.
This season of merry
holds no cheer, and no glee.
Thoughts of you missing
is all I can see,
your absence continues,
what life's come to be.
Realities bite
like a cold winters wind,
hangs this question that lingers,
will I see you again?
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