Remedy
Dear You,
What do I do?
Give me answers
After the dancer in your heart danced with another
Why shouldn't I wonder
What I could have done
Didn't you think I would know
Didn't you that hate the way your words flow
That I wouldn't know
The true meaning
Of the unknown
And yet you fled
Left in my bed
Alone
I can’t go home
For my home was you
Now I sit here
Not waiting in fear
But waiting in love
For some to hug and to care for
Because I was someone you were not there for
I remember the sweetest november
The moments we broke
So I do not choke then
It seems crazy to forgive you
But I do
I forgive you
The wicked way you cling to me
The words you speak
You are my vice
And you roll me like dice
You shook my identity
Became my remedy
I wrote to you
But don't write back
Because my heart is so fragile
My whole being may crack
To you my dear
-Adara Degnan
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