SCRAMBLED ERASED
fragile
two did not last
but hold a same shared past
quite mind heavy and heart messy
frazzled
empty
uses one plate
washed with one dirty glass
after meals where nothing is passed
erased
scrambled
all is quiet
holds conversations with
self as spoken aloud each day
scopeless
depressed
just one decides
what to keep or closet
with recalls viewed raw or perfect
darksome
listless
one lone pillow
for sleep and times to weep
when reaching out to find no one
lonely
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