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THE WOMAN.

in her secret life

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memory

Do you?

Do you have someone that you’re

no longer loving but constantly missing

.

.

.

do you?

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Suicide.

Unhesitatingly,

I hang myself by a thread of your hair

and let me burnt in the flame of your stare.

Still,

I’m craving for your sins,

etching on my skin,

when the moonlight left a kiss

on the linen sheet

and you got my everything.

I’ve missed you lately.

It’s funny how I’ve missed you lately

Like…

I’m drunk in old memories.

Damn beautiful memories:

Hands, hugs,

mornings, nights,

moonlights,

your eyes.

By my bare hands, those I murdered

now against the rust

came like a fever:

Haunted.

Relentless.

Damn! This I hatred.

“With you, why am I so helpless?”

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