My Dear

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My Dear, what has happened to us 

The blistering dawn begins without you

velvet curtains that held are now torn down

My life can finally begin anew 

Now your hat from its hook, out of this town

You were once someone who brought great solace 

your arms held me, weathering many storms

the mask broke, leaving lawless bruises

your anger growing, taking many forms 

My house became not a home anymore 

with your sour breath, in the bed, on my back

your face became something I now abhor

now under the floorboards lay my rust-sack

 Running away was my new fantasy

Reality, a maggoty body