Your words set like vile behind my eyes Seeping slowly into my brain Obscuring my vision of who I thought you were Long warming thoughts of what was never to be Permeating my memory with unpleasant aftertastes Bleeding my final notes onto my bed sheets Fast and hard like shooting stars We burned out just…

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