guilt consumes me while I weep
tears, bitter and lonely
memories drown me while I sleep
a restless haunting wakes me
I wake with sweat upon my skin
my eyes are dry, yet the mirror cries
reflecting tears within
with sad surrender, my childhood dies
I'm left alone to wonder,
"will his love ever be enough?
can he ever stop the hunger
that burns under my skin so tough?”
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