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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