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Shame scrapes his fingers down my spine

Scratching away my bones

Clawing at my heart

Misery creeps out from her hiding place

To whisper untruths in my ear

My fingers weaken and droop

Joy slipping through the gaps

Where I feel the loss of someone I never met

All the bad memories scream with laughter

Dancing with my bad thoughts

In the glittering ballroom of impending death

They feast joyfully upon my happiness

And their sole invitation was one sentence from your mouth

I fight without knowing why

For I see no reason to stay

When day after day, proof is thrown in my face

That time detests to waste itself upon me

And the air I breathe is needed elsewhere

I think you deserve a great reward, a medal

For unknowingly releasing this army inside my heart

That which attacks my very core and results in brutal civil war

And every time you leave me to weep on my own

Watch me cry and comfort another

It corrodes my spirit, chipping it away

And I fear that if I do not leave

There will be nothing left of me to save.

The Temptress

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