You were there, in front of me,
in close distance.
You were there with your smile, your warmth, your anger.
The sorrow buried deep in your eyes.
You were there, but in pain.
You were there standing,
until agony and sorrow took control.
You were there, but now no more.
Your empty soul sleeps, restless less.
Your anger, your pain, your sorrow:
released to me.
These parasites that now prey on me grow too great, too resilient.
The heart drowns in anguish,
overpowering the love that kept you standing.
It torments the soul.
You fell, so now I fall.
A great power has conquered.
Antibodies of love defeated.
Now, with the domination of hatred and anger,
Affliction overcomes my soul.
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Petra University English Club 