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'Backwards'
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Cracked Companionship: A Sonnet
Reflected in thine eyes I see no trace
Just a slip of the tongue; a cut may graze
Thou wast my friend, an early summer grace
Leaving only blistering winter’s haze
And although thine words weren’t spit with spite
I knew thou would leave me in haste, at last
And the strings that grip me shan’t only blight
The ache digs deeper, and a knife is cast
A last spring breeze, I desperately cling
Thou is like a failed dream that’s haunting me
Did thou have to leave everlasting sting?
A cut that remains; all thou art to be
And alas, I hide in winter’s embrace
And alas I ne’er see thy lovely face