tell the lie of your
love for me
while i still cannot see
the tragedy
to unfold.
told me she was gone
if not forgotten
but something rotten
this way wafts
from your bed
shared shamelessly.
i will claw at my skin
in an effort to erase
the sin of holding
you in my heart.
as you prepare to depart
i settle and fall apart
though there is beauty
in the ashes
of a burned out hearth.
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