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I FEAR . . .
I call your name hoping that you will hear, but I know it's nothing but a wisper in the dark.
I reach for you, but you're not there and it's enough to stop the beating of my heart.
Oh, my joy, where have you gone? It's too painful now! I can't stand to be alone.
These four walls, they never talk back.
Like a fly they just look and stare.
What happened to all the promises? You said you'll always love me and you'll always be there.
Now, you've left me with a face full of tears, a borrowed heart, and your name I resent to hear.
It's like poison in your bowels, in your mouth. Regurgitate, throw it up! Spit it out!!
I must rid myself of all my thoughts of you, but like a pheen it's so hard to do.
I'm haunted by the joys and pleasures we shared. I awake and feel your present there.
So, I submerge myself under my covers. Vowing never to love another.
For, If I do, or if I may, i fear my joy my leave again some day.