poem 77

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You drown me with your memory.

I taste the bittersweet waters of the past.

You were to be my happy ending.

The light in the darkness.

How can someone restore hope then strip it all from you?

Leaving you feeling emptier than empty.

Is it safe to let someone build me up again?

Or should I remain in ruin?

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