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Could I be your widow?
You’re clutch in the rain
to satisfy a purpose
without any gain

Can I be the whisper?
the fear that won’t go away
barricading the sound
of the hunted who pray

Will you return to me?
two a shadow in the light
bound by the mistakes we shared
and the inevitable goodbye

Won’t you forget faces?
faced with your disease
shying away from comfort
but still begging, “Please!”

Forever and Ever
Bastard! of my heart