Poem -

Day of Division

Day of Division

The loneliest of lights,   
From the smallest of stars,   
Comes on her softly   
Revealing the liquid emotion     
Spilling downward.     
She wants to drown   
Him in apathy,     
Or to bleed him     
Out of her.   
Alas, he's embedded     
Too deep in her,     
In places she'll always find.     
Once there was completeness,   
Bursting moments of light 
That her darkness surrendered to. 
But that quickly faded.   
Now she needs     
A day of division     
To be whole again

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Good write angel