Pain filled crevices between the cells
in all the spaces vacated by you
weaving through, a web of agony
stinging like fireants on my soul
In seconds went from all to naught
freed from joy with cruelest gestures
anger and sadness befriend me now
as my absessed spirit swells and festers
Curled in agony's fetal hug
consoled by life's grief-chilled fingers
hatred sits with unforgiveness
in a room where guilt still lingers
I beg you answer one last plea
why did you go and die on me?
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