Vision of the Past
Stop haunting me
Vision of the past
The one my limbs ache for…
Your host holds a new body
Not one of the same
As the one that always took my breath away
Fallen love
Where have you gone?
Did I kill you when I left?
Sweet caress
Of hopeful promise
Was it I that caused you to break?
In deciding wrong
Did I etch the path of sorrow for myself?
In leaving you
Did I kill the only one kin to my soul?
I cannot love one who is gone
Because of me….
I cannot long for a canvas of perfection
When it was I who wrought the path of decay
What have I done?
With just one mistake…
Broke down what it is I now know I love
Each tear shed
For something no longer bred
For it is I who killed
The last living hope
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