words in my tongue
how can I make right
what I first did wrong
I wanted you beyond
anything I could explain
I grabbed you with both hands
as my saviour from my caos
I kept you for so long
as a flipping ring around my finger
At the end my worn off lines
were pointless, as you left
when I finally said
I could not leave you again.
So now I am the past
something far and painful
distant memories that haunt you
in cold nights.
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