the end of……

On a Sunday afternoon

I read the lines

From your letter

To me

And no one else

The sentence

Closer to the end

Revealing

Just what you kept

From me

And from your self

Terse and indignant

You evolved

Before my eyes

No more

By my side

You ran down your own

Direction

In the end of things

You were

A misunderstood pathos

And no one else.

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