black benediction
⠀
and I’ll miss you.
your black eyes—
they always undressed my soul.
⠀
your spirit
danced with my decaying heart.
you couldn’t save me.
nobody could.
I’m bound to hell.
⠀
as we part
and fade away—
ghosts
into the past.
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- Lisa Grisly Miller
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