Endless nights of weeping
Depression seeping all life from the veins
The haunt of her eyes
That glare which makes rest a luxury not easily afforded
Her words never leave this mind at peace
Or give a moments sleep
That painfully obvious question
The emotion inflected
Echoeing in horrific membrance down this mind's chambers
Screaming foul and for justice
Yet none came
So the words
How could you?
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