In an empty state of being
I walked along alone
The small town streets
My girl bereft of me
Quietly I bled
At Ma and Pa's Country Store
I'm always greeted
With a smile
Cheap pint of ***
Lottery tickets
Then In she comes
Beautiful stranger
I've never seen before
My heart insist to explore
I start small talk at the door
I see her eyes are as bright as mine
Where are you going
I demand her time

She say:
Tim I'm going to my house
You've been there three times
You still have amnesia don't you?

Somewhere in the night
She disappeared...
I woke up home
In a state of fear
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