An articulation of sorrow
An expression in pain, I cannot
Shut my eyes for the memories
Memories of love, possession
She
promised me everything I wanted
Every
breathe she took, was stolen from me
My
fingers brushed her lips in the morning
As
silence fell like a shroud for the dead
The
words she gave me were sweet, loving
Her
eyes lit like sapphires in the evening
Taking
blind, unwary fools to bed, like me
I
drowned in those pools, reaching for the light
The breathless hurt of a bursting
heart
A vice-grip of disdain and choked desire
Echoes of loss resound in the dark
As shadows dance against the wall
In a parade of fools
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