My Death
You were my happiness,
but now my misery.
My truth, but now- lies;
my only dream
that turned into a nightmare;
my smile but now my tears;
my joy but now my agony;
my blessing but now my curse;
my source of love,
but now- hatred;
My only need,
but now- unwanted.
You were my life...
but now my death.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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