The last Day

One day I know will come,

when her memories won't grip the twinge

her aura will be out of my sense.

one day it won't throb

to ramble on the haze without her presence,

one day it won't make me howl,

to tune in the melodies she dedicated me.

One day her squelch won't infuriate me.

One day I will lose her without getting her,

and that day would be my last day.

-©TheCursedPOET

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