(2 of 2)

Five black butterflies -
sopping, cobwebbed wings smeared
in rust, in grit; in seeping ichor, and oils -
mottle and stain silence forever.

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(4 of 4)

But you had found a place I’d never find,
and though my heart still wonders when and how,
it ends in this - you’re married now.

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(3 of 4)

I pictured us with second chances spared,
the way your hand had lingered into mine.
I kept that night like something rare we shared,
a secret glow I could not redefine.

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(2 of 4)

I thought of you through every passing day,
a silent want, a quiet, aching wire.
I reached for you through memory’s thin attire,
but years moved on, and somewhere in the vow,
I learned the truth - you’re married now.

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(2 of 2)

But fear had always filled the crack,
the voice was mine, not hers, that swore.
I said my mother held me back,
the world was cold beyond her door.

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IT'S COMING SOONER!!!!!!

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