You were like a disease

Babe now you are gone it’s a great relief
You were like a disease it’s my belief!

There was no cure and I was suffering so extremely
I was afraid you were such a disease that might kill me!

Babe now you are gone though I am alone
I feel like I am no longer a stone!

There was no help and I didn’t know at all what to do
Now I can smile from my soul though at last I have lost you!

poem by Asif Andalib
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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