Farwell
I was cleaning out my bookcase
Like I once cleaned out my heart
I came across your picture
It caused memories to start
Memories, not feelings
For you, my hearts asleep
The giant fist that clutched it once
Released the hurst so deep
Its been awhile since then
Im over you by now
I had to learn to trust again
I had forgotten how
Ill put your picture back in place
Between the pages of my mind
And forever leave you as you once left me
So very far behind
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