Don't kid yourself;
I won't shatter--
Even if you prefer
To vanish, abruptly,
Into the jaws of night.
A year from now--
A decade onwards;
You'll simply be
Another person
Appended to my list
Of lost people, things,
And might-have-beens.
Nay, I won't keep
The candle burning.
A few tears that sear;
A few months, dear;
I'll persist and I'll exist.
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