She dissolves
Into a shapeless
Pool of treasured
Remorse
Mirroring the havoc
I’ve preserved
In the maddening spiral
Of despair
Vapor retains
The mournful call
Of her amorphous song
Sharing
Her endless screams
The sorrows I purge
Into nightfall’s
Deathly chasm
Consigned to peace
I am left to stir
Never driven to want
To urge
For hollow words

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