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Is it an Epilogue, or An

Final expiration, as.

My heart, is no longer mine.

For you stole it, in the night.

And now I have, a hollow space.

Within my head, and in my chest.

Wistfully, I muse.

For that feeling, dudst ..... remain.

And in all worlds, 

whether make believe, or.... 

Faerie tales.

There is sometimes, .....no....

Happy

Ending.... 

Giajl © Jim Love