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I can't read minds like the devilish monks My membership has expired And they don't renew this year But the experts at the NSA all agree That emotional ciphers are impossible to crack Even with rooms of supercomputers Yet I still tried with nothing more Than paper and pen Flowers and home cooked meals My eyes still remember your image But it's rapidly fading Washed away by an ocean of salt water tears My lips can still feel your last kiss Given grudgingly In the early morning dark of an A-Plus parking lot And I wonder How long before that too fades? I'm sure it will be gone long before this hole in my heart Heals and scars over Long before the last echoes of your mumbled apology Passes from my ears If I could, I'd wipe away the last four years Like words from a chalkboard Leaving behind only the dusty remains Of dreams that once loomed large But I can't, and so I'll bear the scars of battles fought And love lost In time, these too will fade Just as your image from my eyes Your kiss from my lips Your voice from my ears You, from my heart.
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Written by
gannon
American
Published
Dec 22, 2010
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