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The swell of grief entombs me
traps my spirit
caged
crushed.
When I smile
guilt soaks me
the sting of tears mocking.
A barrage of realisations,
revealing what I let die
the beauty I suffocated
in my eagerness to be free.
Except I never asked for my freedom …
you chose it
and then I locked you out.
All my promises of love
washed away by my own selfishness.
So now regret consumes me
and my only reason to carry on
is the legacy you left.
How I wish you hadn’t
left me.
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