Day 1.1

Left are the words

I faught so hard

to say,

be gone! Take them!

I cannot bare

to speak in

such a silence

as todays. 

What? Is this rude

of me? Rude

to refuse at

the hands of such

a promise?

Left are the words

I spoke that

day,

left are the promises 

I tried so foolishly

to fake

and left is your

face,

an ever-changing

emporium of

beauty, one

I seem to never

forget,

not even now. 

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