Without You

"It's your name i call

Until my throat is raw

Because i know you saw

How, with my fatal flaw

I felt your absense like a claw

But still more poisin there is to draw,

Out from the wound

Where once flowers bloomed

But now the flower's are doomed

Because you just assumed

That I was okay too

But in the shadows the truth loomed

As normal life resumed

And you didn't have a clue

That it wasn't the same without you."

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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