You sit upon my window sill, Your angry expression darken that corner of my room.
All the lights are off, but you still light up the night.
You tucked me in and kissed my hair and left.
Every night I would toss and turn until I felt your possessive gaze upon me while I slept.
Sometimes I could hear you crying, I could hear you scream, But you have been gone for two years. What did I do to deserve this My angel?
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