in silence
the imagination
runs wild
is he dead?
is he hurt?
in darkness
the grief
tumbles out
i never really
deserved him
anyway
what once
was rational
becomes
unbelievable
is this what's
left of my life?
the sorrow
always there
the pain
always felt
the love
always missed
what brings
happiness
so fulfilling
then makes
sadness
so quickly?
see it through
even if
there's nothing
at the end
for you
(gone)
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