bruised by your fullness,
the incurable growth within
that will not leave
until she's taken with you
you in your silence,
you hiding behind
her beautiful smile
and ease,
you as the cheap tenant
I pray for suffering
but not hers, no -
let it be yours,
let her be the last one
you ever touch
wither away forgotten
as she remains
a foreverheart of joy
leave
as we keep her
here
without you
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