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her face of anguish; of unchained fear.
clasping his hand, she cries "don't go"
clasping his hand, she cries "don't go"
but he turns away; she will never be whole.
suitcase packed, memories of the years
are all thats left. a home of tears.
little Jane in the doorway, blanket in her hand.
where, she whispers, where is daddy going?
once was love, support, care
now a lonely bed, a pillow, a chair.
a courtship of passion, of desire sang
in the end, nothing but embers twisting, dying.
pills and knives and skyscrapers tall,
took on new meaning as her despair deepened.
mummy mummy, i want a story.
was all that kept her sane, that kept her going.
and then, a sliver of hope, a hand so firm.
another, perhaps, but never him.
let me in, he whispers, open your heart.
but it won't be easy, hidden in the dark.
slowly trusting, her hand reaches out
a part in tears, the other in bliss.
he will hurt you again, the past cries.
let him, for i am stronger; i will not hide.
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random poem... this is fun:)
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