by Mazezty C. Navarro
(Redondo Beach, CA)

The pain I inflicted upon your heart I may never encounter.
The Tears you cried for me I cannot replace

My pain, punishment for my wrongs are the images of you.

Migraines ache when my mind beats me with the questions of
how I could dismiss such a gift.

The Mansion that which is my body where my Heart dwells
is now wrecked, torn apart down the line.

Perhaps I should turn my Sorrow into Wine, close my eyes
and swallow my pride

Let not another man treat you wrong, but cherish the
Diamond you are

Farewell Rhiannon...

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