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The Last Moment

The last moment of you haunts me, You were sitting there on the couch The dark afternoon all around us, You were still wearing the night before. Silence, silence, silence; That silence was the loudest of all sounds, I was sitting next to you yet you were so distant You were unreachable. I was looking for myself in your eyes But I couldn’t find me anymore You had thrown me out, Now I’m back into my half life. The night before raped and ripped the Whole into halves again But it didn’t stop, It ripped the halves into hundreds of pieces. I put the pieces back together I thought I would see “us”, I put the pieces together And it’s only half, My half. I’m looking at my half, Some pieces are your pieces, Some of my pieces are still with you; Keep my pieces as I will yours, My half looks better with some of you in it. My half looks better now that you are part of it.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 9/29/2018 3:03:00 PM
Half life...half pieces, cleverly has additions of the other half...how could it be anyway. Each life touches our own. Nicely done!
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Ohseannah Hannaesho
Date: 9/30/2018 10:33:00 PM
Thank You!

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