Peace
Of the cool,
Dark,
Waters.
There I will find
Peace,
As the pounding
In my heart seizes.
The ache is
Gone.
You will hurt
Me
No more.
Lies
All hope is wrung from my heart.
Every lie robs you and me of dreams.
Hope is not endless.
In time, you will understand.
I pray, it will not be too late,
For either of us.
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