I built a fire and burned the baggage you left behind
I packed it up in a warm smoldering smokey haze
Divorce records with the ex wife
Joint taxes, private school bills
Mortgages, foreclosure credit debt
Child support and EDD claims
Photos of happier times placed neatly on the shelf in my closet
Air Force jacket and duffel bag tucked in corner safe
Waiting for their owner to pick them up
I would send them but I have no idea where you are
I should burn it all, but it hurts to think that way
All those years of love notes
Buried in a plethora
Of blue stripes white and yellow
College ruled and blank notebooks
Randomly ambushing memories
When very least expecting.
The only way around these things is through them
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 4:31 PM UTC
I built a fire and burned the baggage you left behind
I packed it up in a warm smoldering smokey haze
Divorce records with the ex wife
Joint taxes, private school bills
Mortgages, foreclosure credit debt
Child support and EDD claims
Photos of happier times placed neatly on the shelf in my closet
Air Force jacket and duffel bag tucked in corner safe
Waiting for their owner to pick them up
I would send them but I have no idea where you are
I should burn it all, but it hurts to think that way
All those years of love notes
Buried in a plethora
Of blue stripes white and yellow
College ruled and blank notebooks
Randomly ambushing memories
When very least expecting.
The only way around these things is through them
Cleaning up your ******* ****
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