Hour 9: If You’re Reading This

 

Love has died again

Smothered in too much pain

To escape this time

 

You were never mine

Alone. You left a trace

Of bitter for me to taste

 

This fearful world bereft

Of heart. All that’s left

Are tears rendered

 

Dry and tender

After that last kiss

Goodbye. If you’re reading this

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