in sad disgrace of old chiffon

i can’t even talk about you.

you know that?

It just hurts-

oh too damn much. 

you taught me all I am

and now I’m not anymore 

and you’re seeing it all 

go to hell…

I’m not half what i was

not alive


not the girl that you loved

and held tight. 

but I love you still

in your perfect supreme 

and intense understanding 

of me,

so stand under the moon 

and scream for your soul

cause without it mine


to be. 

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