by Marc Carver
She could see the look in my eyes
as I tried to pull the tears back in
that hatred
the pity..
Nothing really mattered anymore
but her last act.
She knew I was not a normal person anymore
I didn't care what poeple thought of me.
So she let me go
told me NEVER to come back
not to see her like this anymore.
Her last gift to me
the gift of life to the gift of death.
I had never ben there for her
as she had always known
I never would be.
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