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Grief and I.
Grief and I have become lovers
over the past two years
as Death has cruelly snatched away
three of the best people from me.
He comes for me at the worst times,
when I'm talking about something that reminds me of
what I've lost,
in that still place between the wonder of dreams
and the harshness of reality,
when I'm in the shower, the water streaming over my face.
He wraps his hands around my throat,
thrusts his feelings inside me.
No matter how hard I fight,
I can't get free;
every moment where hope flickers in my heart
Grief is there, stroking his dead fingers
through my hair,
my shoulders weighing down with his touch.
Grief you think you own me,
and you might now.
But one day, I will defeat you.
One day this sick relationship will be over
and I will have the courage to smile again.
So take what you can while you can get it,
ravage my heart.
You will not last.
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