I've been soiled
It's in my body
In my blood
No soap can wash it away
The mirror hates me
but it can help
one little shard
just one
can cut the pain
and bleed the life
and wash the dirt away


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My bed feels so empty

So vast, like the sea

Without your body here beside me



This room feels so cold

Without the warmth of your soul

Missing your body

Wanting to be whole



Your picture is haunting

There on the desk

Next to your pillow

Your perfume and dress



Your suitcase is missing

From under the bed

You're gone from this house

But not from my head