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Demise

Demise

-Linda Lee Lyberg

I ache from a visceral, soul quaking

Churning, trembling, gut wrenching

End.

He was no longer mine nor I his

Life, with all its deadly twists and turns

Has stolen him from me

Someone, something, must be cast out, blamed

For this bleak shadowy darkness, and black void

The demise of feeling.

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Linda Lee Lyberg

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