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brutal
it is the brutality of ache
waking in the night without you there
crying to no one
inside my loneliness I scream
worthless feelings of hope assault my senses
and I cringe knowing it's hopeless
keening to my heart's hurt
you're there in my memory
I keep a diary of pain
to immortalize our days in the sun
your darkness haunts me
hunts me in the madness
insanity creeps up on me and I ball up in a fetal position
racked with emotions I can't handle
I seek you in the lonely hours
your stoic is cold
empty is midnight's cure
I drink and rage
calling to the angels and the devil
someone hear me
in the solemn I am barren
broken by the bitterness of regret
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