Always faithful to the departed
So much fear we have guarded
How do we stop it
Dearly discarded
I know you’re not heartless
Don’t come at me halfhearted
At least finish what you started –
And I’ll weaken you where you hardened
I’ll show you what’s awarded
Once everything gets sorted

© Delia Ross. 2019

Published by PoeEternal

I'm gone. Maybe it's like I never existed at all.

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