Dying
I realise you have gone from me forever, and I know its my fault. My darkness called me & pulled me in and I forgot how to bask in the warmth of your light. So now I have found the strength to fight the darkness away, i am stood in a dark, dingy grey smog, you now shine for another. My light has gone.
Inside i am dead, wooden. Others come to pleasure and adore me. Not one will ever have my heart though, because I gave it to you so long ago.
I do wish you happiness and joy my love. Its all I have left.
Amaranth
30th June 2012
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