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Guilt

By Lydia S




The wind still blows

The leaves still fall

And the sun still sets

But when does the guilt hit

 

When does the endless pit in my stomach stop

When does it finally get passed on to you

Where will the pain go when it leaves me

If not to you

I think it will just stay with me

 

I can’t really tell if I feel empty

Or free

With you gone

 

But whether or not the guilt hits you

Even if you don’t feel my pain

Or understand where I was coming from

The wind still blows

The leaves still fall

And the sun still sets

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