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Apr 2014
Steam rises from the coffee mug
Sunshine peaks over the mountains
Smoke begins to fill up my lungs
I exhale what will never last.

Bearing marks of heartache he comes
Branded by the thought of concern
Barb-wire scuffed belts meet our hips
I release all that's left of hope.

Fields of yellow surround the road
Flowers that once bloomed in the rain
Faith so young in red lips so warm
I leave your still blue eyes waiting.

Combing fingers through your course hair
Caressing toes in sheets heavy
C*old noses on one another
I don't want to fall in love again.

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