A Farewell

I cant say I blame you,

My soul's not pretty like yours.

Its full of cracks and scars,

And I did my best,

With the pieces i could glue together.

But I'm no artist,

There's no pretty pictures here.

And I'm no poet,

There's no rhythm in my words.

Its not your fault,

There's just not enough of me

Nothing left to love.

Just bones and breath,

That I'll spend on one more prayer

And give you all that's left of me.

 

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