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With Time a Gift

 
I pictured it far different in my mind

A still frame of woe and wanting

I take steps in lieu of time

Bright eyes enhance what my heart longs

I bask in your absence

Digging deeper truths I dare not speak

An angry alabaster stare

From you to me and me to ruin

Indifferent

I etch at photos, twice ensnared

I loath you wholly

Yet, I miss you fair

In time

I will learn to love

You

With deepest regrets and earnest despair
Written by Thedeadinme
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