you closed the door
i closed my eyes,
to see no more
of your disguise,
to feel no more
of your pretence.
you knew before
false innocence.
i hear the words
that people say,
my grief gets worse
each empty day
the scars you left,
the words you stained,
without your theft
i'm self-contained,
i'm self-controlled
until i face
a new recall
of your disgrace
a new flashback,
a face, a word,
and i am racked,
dethroned and hurt.
i hit the stone.
you went astray.
my world is gone.
i'm here to stay.
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