Until I emerge smelling fragrant as a rose…

You’ll rue this day I finally say “You’re not here in my heart”
You been into shinin’ me on – so long, punishing me,
“I’ll be gone tomorrow”…

So long, adios – you been wrong about my role,
“All you had to do was wait!” I now heard you to say,
fully addressed as an impossibility, a hard lesson in Life –

It was never meant as a match made in Heaven,
rather my entrance into your private Hell
until such time as I could hold a candle in the dark
and see you for whom you truly are…
a castoff set adrift in a storm of resolve

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