In your absence, absence
Like the night sky without
The moon to rule over it,
Call me bitter, call me cruel,
But you made me this way,
The way you destroyed my
Home, my home my peace
Of mind,my mind replaying
The cherish memories that
I now hate, hating how
I welcomed you into my home
My home with open arms,
Arms that hugged you, cradled
You every day and night, Nights that turned
Quiet, quiet as a calming sea before
The storm, the storm of the pain you
caused, caused by your lack of love,
Love that I had to earn, earn my
Very right to be loved…Love was
A game of chess, chess in which I
Was just a piece you played, played
And sacrificed
And since then, those love letters
You wrote became trash, trash
Where all your gifts are now in,
In a trash bin that’s now combusting
Hotter than the hottest levels
of Hell…
Since then I never loved
The way I loved you…
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