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Caroline Feb 2015
I threw you aside
like a pair of ***** underwear on the bathroom floor
And I forgot you there for a few days,
I had better things to do

Now I come running back
but you are no where to be found
I never knew you had the strength
to get up and walk away
Caroline Feb 2015
Its strange for me
to look at you now
Those amber marbles shinning
but dull

There is no traffic in that gaze
the streets have cracked
and everyone has moved away

But I will never stop searching
for any hint of life
For one day it will be a roaring city again

Perhaps in another life
I do not mind
As long as we meet again

— The End —