Livid Leave

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The saddest goodbye is an end, lest you let in again,

It impairs you in the wildest ways so you think by brain,

An axe across the heart that once loved its  butcher,

Transformed this tramp to confine thy  future,

I am shattered with the realization of this livid goodbye,

All but black fills my eyes as I register this leave of the 'he' I called My!


Unexpected leaves cause enough sorrow to reject all Arrivals.

Chaahat.





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