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Legacy of Our Story

All that you'll leave behind for me are your memories
The legacy of a story that was ill-fated from the beginning
You have somebody else, but my heart still screams your name in silence
Who will I think of when I’m being feasted upon by my ghosts?
Your memories will soon join them—and eat me alive.
I don’t want to be in love again, where the one I love will kill me

This poem is the beginning of my crashing out stage when i know i cannot have this person but at the same time i cannot help but follow the wind when it points towards my muse. The only legacy that this person will ever leave behind in the world is the one that i built in my poems. In poetry, your muse forever lives on and so does their legacy. 
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