Foretelling

Short Poem

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Soon,
Her heart will force her
to spare me
To spare me from the pain
And she will let me go
Her body will be here
But her soul would be far away
She will convince herself
That her presence
is enough to hurt me
Then,
with all the love
that she carries around,
She will let me go
And I will lose her