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Hesitant smiles bridge the abyss between us

Briefly, the brush of a dying gull's wing

There is nothing left but memories -

beautiful in their violence though they are,

I will not do this to us anymore.


Farewell to you, my dearest friend

It was a delusion born of an unhealthy addiction -

I see that now.


And I will miss you when we are gone,

photographs and snippets of half-forgotten conversations scattered to the wind

I will miss the quiet smiles, the fall of rain,

and the intrinsic sound of your heartbeat.


I cannot do this- leave you behind-

I cannot bring myself to stop-


Stop - we shall fall to dust

And in the resounding sanity

Find that we are not quite lost

despite having lost

Ourselves.

09.11.12

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