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Fate..
The clocks have stopped Stuttering into mournful silence the second You stopped talking to me As if you held time’s brittle thread in your hands And, like one of the cold-eyed Fates, Snipped it with a rusted pair of shears Nonchalant as you please Like you weren’t just slicing a heart in two Like I never meant anything to you at all I envy you your ruthlessness In the face of death you toss your head and smile That sweet smile that was once only meant for me Death is your lover now I have been forgotten Thrown out with the trash Cast off into the world, A broken down ship with her moorings cut Drifting on life’s fickle tides Alone in the grey gloom that has descended over my Tear-lit eyes Like a blind fool I fumble and grope My flailing fingers searching for your hand in the cold night air But there’s nothing there Nothing to hold on to but shards of memory And broken dreams And the prospect of my own final sigh Because Death is your consort and she glares at me With green-tinged eyes Remembering that I was yours And though she will suck you down into her depths Enfolding you in a warm musty embrace The fate she has in store for me is darker Bloody and slow, a torture chamber of Bitter recollections and lost kisses and broken-hearted tears Unlike you I will die alone Stranded on my island in the midst of this timeless sea My heartbeat slowly fading to black And the memory of your warmth dwindling from my Ravaged skin.
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