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Everyday a little more darkness

Slowly oozes away in pure silence

And I become a bit more resistant

To residual pain of your memories

Yet, I haven’t stopped all the tears

Every now and then my numbness

Feels a bit more of the new warmth

Each new day spills into my scars

I’ve gotten past the blame I placed

Upon myself for you being this way   

And I affirmed it wasn’t my love

That spoiled your dark bitter heart       

Someone else did that long before me

Just as you did mine… before leaving


Poet of the Light © 2022


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