poem #4

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~A HAUNTED GOODBYE ~

It's not the endings that will haunt you
But the space where they should be
The things that simply faded
Without one final wave
Goodbye

Like a book with torn out pages
Forgetting the things you're sure you knew
A question with no answer
And a song stopped halfway through.

So when your mind attempts to store them
Their crooked shape will never fit
And forever in the corner
Of your consciousness they sit
Jagged edges made from moments
You can't be quite sure were the last

Slicing open thoughts that healed
As they attempted to slip right past
You are, not knowing what haunts you,
The memories that never mend

For they are puzzles missing pieces
Of all the things that never existed

~Kylie Bella

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