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Invited
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I invited You into my heart
as a child and I’ve spent decades
unconvincingly, unsuccessfully,
asking You to leave.
You were… are… the veins
carrying life through this hollow body,
the shadow gripping my heels as I leave,
the prescriber of, and cure for, guilt.
You asked me to witness, love,
consume your crumbled flesh,
and taught me scorn for my own.
You rejoiced in my imitations
of your suffering.
Your daily reminders of
my nature, my virtue, my sin,
I’ll carry eternally.
I’m not bitter.
Perhaps… lost?
But free.
I’ve missed You.
At least… I will miss You.
Eventually.
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