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May 2014
Today our love died a little
Tomorrow will be the same
I picture you in all those places
That we used to frequent
I dare not set foot inside them
For fear I'll shatter
Those delicate memories

My heart is sick
My eyes are dull
Each person that I meet asks me
If I'm feeling well
And so I smile and pretend
Though I am far away
Stranded on a shabby raft
tossed by merciless waves
And sharks surrounding me in black water
Hungry for a grieving soul

Your image haunts me when I sleep
A hand pressed to my heart
A sad smile and you turn away
Knowing you'll never see me again

Those days will never return
The smells, the light, the laughter
The taste of your lips I'll never know again
Though you are alive and sad
In someone else's arms thinking of me
To me you are dead
And so I wish to die
Medoro
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