I lost my spark that lived within your songs
the ones you sang to me and those silent
syllables prouncing the right and wrong
dismissed by years of non verbal violence
The poetic lantern to guide me home
extinguished itself the moment you left
You returned for a night to scold and scorn
the pent up anger and sadness I kept
hidden from myself, the world and from you
Convincing my heart it would somehow work
out if you could see from a different view,
Praying you would decide never to hurt
me, you would love me and want me to stay
here without the one that pulled you away
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