memory of you

Oh darling

i am so frightened

the oxygen has escaped my lungs

this happens quite often

daily as you know

you used to hold me

kiss away the 

chill- spurring

fear- thriving


But now i have nothing

but now all i have left

are -frigid- disgruntles sheets

and the memory of you

the day you walked away



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