To M

Wed, 08/12/2015 - 18:38 -- RKAdams

What’s worst about this whole ordeal

Is not that you are gone,

Nor that the words you said to me

Were just to put me on,


But really that your parting voice

Did quiver in its tone –

You pitied me! What did you think,

That I would die alone?

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