The glowing fire of hurt
My feelings singed
My heart cocooned
from you, I thought
But still you reside there
So beautiful to see
Just out of reach
Enough distance to puncture
My armour, dissolved, useless
The silence is cutting
A million answers to the same question
Heard, but not believed
Have you run away?
Or do you really not want me?
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