Unholy Matrimony

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Poetry

Lapsing nights to a

Suicidal sunrise

Thoughts leaking inside

Never meant to close my eyes

 

Walking a ruined path

Ghosts laid out before me

Overbearing scented ash

Forced on my knees

 

I can feel what you felt that night

The moment you took your life

The floor slips beneath me

I never got the chance to say I'm sorry

 

 

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Melancholia

mixed with grief and loss - a theme. Powerful write "...the floor slips beneath me..." a magnificent image on a number of tiers -A-