Bury my face in rotten love once sweet. Engulfed in kisses of utmost devotion. My conscience tells me to leave it all behind as I wander into a world of heartache. To remember once, a life shared by two. In the midnight air, the love was ours. To my surprise, It's now only mine as my blind eyes sparkle in twilight...Alone. Now I speak to your grave in a childish voice as a burning passion entwines me. An elephant caught in the spiders web, I'm at a loss without you. I rest my head upon your stone and caress engravings of thought. All that's left is remembrance of life. Is it to late to say good-bye?
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