up and over now
she's gone-
leaving you
guilty-
for treating her
like an old fool
conflicting
love with hate
taking away
more than
dignity
it took-
swallowing her soul
to do what she could
to help you run
even though
every sentence
was her sentence
in total devotion
every day
never wavering
in honourable
service
she lived
existing
on the rest of her
days
worrying
about the
state of you
who
so unfortunately
caught on
too late,
to reconciliate-
when
all she wanted was
a brief acknowledgment
for the beauty
freely given


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Adryan Rotica

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