This is what
It has come to -
The knife that cuts,
The line that divides
One life into two.
You take the china,
I'll take the silver.
You take the sofa,
I'll take the bed.
You take the dog,
I'll take the child.
Why, oh, why must
One life divide this way?
Where is the one
I loved?
Where is the one
I held
When the two of us
Became one?
Gone.
Severed by the knife
That cuts,
The line that divides
One life into two.
Scarlett Treat
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