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Friday, 3 February 2017

[Poem] Holding On

You've never made it 
Easy for me - 
The fall, 
After the fall; 
You held on to my mind 
Not my hand.

I used to whisper your name 
Just before Bed, like a prayer, 
But you were colder, 
Than untouched marble; 
Coupled with silence, 
And just as beautiful. 

I chose to let go, 
Of these tortures; 
Dreaming in the days, 
Drinking in the nights; 
You had to have your way, 
Filling my nightmares, 
Sloshed overnight like wines.

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