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You should have told amidst my mirth
Wounds don't need to bleed to hurt
You should have told me earlier
Emptiness is heavier than boulder
You failed to heed my warning
Why do I have to cut my skin?
I am sobered with regrets
Mustered soupcon valor, I bet
Before you even knock at my door
To tell apologies galore
Before you even tell me I'm a treasure
Probably, I'd be dead by now, forever.

                                         -ARTEKculate
                                        Feb. 25, 2020

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