Free and hopeful I was, once
Now stumbling,
Recounting I, who cannot seem to speak
Without questioning all.
You haunt me -- your evasive, unapologetic ghost a wraith
Leaves me faithless
Betrayed, betraying that which I once believed.
Too much, now, to exercise compassion
Seeing it reaped, torn open, and tossed to the wayside
It is not a place in which I want to spent more time.
And so you, my fantastic creature, my Caliban,
Dream lover for those who subsist only on fantasy
This corrosive gift
A casual
Leaving
Only that desperate
Hopeless
Desire
That we had never crossed paths
And I had been still the gentle soul
I was before we met
Instead of this
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