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Author: Aetha Daemon
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 04-29-06 - Updated: 04-29-06 - id:2163665

You left me

Now I'm lost

I cannot find

My soul.

Did you take it?

Blindly searching

Madly yelling

Your name which burns

My throat

With ash.

Eyes, dead and dry

Tears inside

Raining into

Emptiness.

A shell.

You.

You tease me

Taunt me

Lead me through thorns

Without a thread.

Cut, scarred

Blaming

Hating

Burning

Through my skin.

Will you leave someday

And return me;

Or will you

Live on?

Keep me from being

Whole?

I will hunt you,

And scar you,

And burn you before

I let go

Forever.



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