Proof that she still dwells here
the citrus of her kiss lingering fog
her eyes orbs of wonder and questions
like what are you doing
why don't you understand
there is no truth between us
no future
burn the bridge
keep on walking away
I keep leaving you
you keep coming back
a dilapidated dream
no longer holding interest
no longer looked forward to
call me all the names
you tucked in your teeth
scrawl them on a tombstone
anchor it in the cold
that is our departure
a tribute to a love that failed
a thing that would never come true
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