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And so you departed
Some bleak and distant day
Gaunt like my sorrow
A youth hastily portrayed
I know you were thinking of me
 
 
Bereft of mourning
The stillness lingers with my spite
And my tears, foreign
Pouring onto the ground
Shaking in the fog and petrichor
Relics wrought from the cupboard
In dedication, shaking of lost time
Like suffocating mire
Absent I, ill with ire
And drowning
 
 
Am I not the same?
To mourn and stay away
Aching for the needle
In bereavement's hay
To ache and coil into the dark
Frozen lake, tolling the gate
At a chance to see you passing by
For a final embrace
And to say
'goodbye'
 
 
I was afraid, nonetheless
Facial sculpture tells the tale
And pale like those vintage photographs
Breathing apparatus control
Seems like just the other day
That we spun in circles at play
We spoke not of the ailment
But of those days
That is how I envision you, that memory
Even now, still so alive
 
 
The pinball of stars as I look above
Seems so distant, like that memory
I'd gaze further than I ever have
In search of those that I forgot
 
 
I was not there, I confess
Regret
As you sleep
Scattered in silent waters
Where you are in the light
And I'm left soberly, behind
Written by UbiquitousVoid (. . . . . . . . .)
Published | Edited 17th Oct 2016
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