Separation Hurts
At the
End of
Nights
Beginnings
of Mornings
It's
What's
Expected
Relationship
Wise
I mean
Checkins
Facebook
Posts
Parole
Officers
I'd trust
Her
But not
myself
iPhones
Ankle bracelets
Cold
Sheets
soft hearts
and
Half empty
Beds
Corruption
Without
Money
Yet love
Built across
Bridges
States
Countries
The feelings
Alike
Lost
In translation
In my head
My soul
Questions
My opinions
My toughest
Critic
Opposed
To my
Own
Self worth
If not to
Share
Shackled
Though by
Distance
Separation
Hurts
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