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What am I, if I can’t be yours?



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The honored one




Reminded of you at every turn

The well of infinite of regret

I lament the fates for our separation,

But that blame is mine for being afraid.

My muse

My prince

The poison ivy I met on Rose Hill.


You killed me that day we became one

Me covering you, and you within me.

The one that had been known to my world had died

And was born anew

With the knowledge that my life will go on, but also that I will die.

Our future is dead in this world

but lives forever in my mind

What am I if I can’t be yours?

I will be more.

God only knows what I will be without you.

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