I Don't Go There Anymore

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I don’t go 
There anymore.
To your bower nestled
High 
Amongst the windswept tors.
Where your bones were wrestled 
Deep 
Before the ground had thawed.
I don’t go 
There anymore.

I can’t see 
You anymore.
For my recollections
Fade 
As oceans from the shore.
Where your pale reflection’s
Lost
To all the masks you wore.
I can’t see 
You anymore. 

I won’t pray
Much anymore. 
For my hours crying
Out
Prostrated on the floor
Never saved you dying
Once.
To You I won’t implore. 
And won’t pray
Much anymore. 


I shan’t miss
You anymore.
Since beyond my eager
Reach 
Behind a darkened door,
Your soul is but a meagre
Shade 
Of what it was before.
I shan’t miss
You anymore. 

Or so I
Swore.
But here I am. 
Once more. 

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