You took my deepest, darkest secrets
And left me weak again
No wonder I begged for you to be here
Your absence drove me insane
Made me roll up, throw up
Took me in but left me broken in pain
Now I’m here, hating the beautiful morning
As It can’t bring the light and you in my bed again

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Grief wear many faces,
Some hold it dry or cold,
Others wear it in silence,
While some never let it unfold

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I was standing alone, staring at a hollow heart,
With a body covered in red
And a hole in the chest
Yet I was somehow standing still,
Standing with our past, staring at a hollow future,
As you took it with yours,
Turning purple and blue and black
As it went away from me,
Closer to you,
Disappearing into thin air
But I chose to stand there, in dried-up blood
And a hole in my chest,
Alone, staring at a hollow heart

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A gust of breath washed over me, smelled the spilled coke and tea
This lean man flexing his work, turned, a sight for us to see

Widening eyes as he opened his toned arm,
stating “my girl, there’s she”
Letting them know my sage can do me no harm,
He’s a haven of love, wild and free
And like a shot, he absorbed me, pierced me, into his world, so warm
Making sure, I’m as happy as I can be

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Maybe I’ve never forgot the past completely
Maybe I’m stuck
Stuck in your voice, echoing in my ears
Giving hopes, falsely
To hear your soft calling, forgetting my fears

Maybe I’ve never forgot the past completely
Maybe I’m lost
Lost in a place, you’re nowhere to be seen
Still finding you here and there, hopelessly
To hold those hands that protected me from this world, so mean

Maybe I’ve never forgot the past completely
Maybe I’m numb
Numb so deeply, it hurts to recall the past
So I’ve shut the door of memories which were looking at me blindly
And I’m left with nothing but wait for my moment, last

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Long, gentle fingers on my crinkled eyes
Kept all my worries aside;
A lift of my brows,
While sensing the scent of my pride

Holding me, his sitaphal shake close
Crossing the streets, side by side
Letting myself be in a lose
With the man I chose, kind and wise

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The notion, all things are fleeting is Ghastly

That hug, a refuge, where I found my peace,
Beside the one who felt like home, a bitter release
My family, joyful, in that cherished space,
And you, who vanished, leaving me no trace,
When happiness, with you, I thought would always grace

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Started like a fairy tale ended being the tragic wail
The memories holded the heart, felt like it wasn’t last years part
The Ash, the air, can feel your presence whenever I inhale
But who said I was strong, all I see now is a body, frail.
I was waiting to meet you, but didn’t know you chose to depart
What about my wishes, added in our cart?

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blood

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Waiting a little while for me to come back home
My father standing on stop, alone
With the hope of hugging me-his home

Unloading my luggage, asking me how're you in gladdened tone
He's not only happy but his eyes shining on his own

"Would you like some tea or food first"
Letting me know this's how _I welcome you_ to the dome
My Papa would not sleep but roam,
Untill his served food is finished by the child he owns

No doubt, why his sleep be on hold
As he prepares my bed and ease me to sleep in shalom

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