TRAGIC Poem: How I Killed My Darling (Too Awful To Write), by Amina Baktiyarova

My Deity, the Maker of my life,
The Almighty Mastermind,
I slaughtered you without a knife.
It was a sin, but not a crime.

Our souls were intertwined,
I was You and You were I.
What a shame you had to die,
My Goddess Divine.

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