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Written by: Liberty Robbins

Goodbye, Lover.
I banish you to the dark corners of my mind.
To fade in darkness.
To be forgotten.

Until you haunt me...
... in dreams.

Or in a rose you would have picked for me.

Until I drive by that dirt road where we made love on your cowl induction hood.

When I see an orange push-up popsicle.
The memory of citrus flavor cool and crisp.
Summer heat banished by the car windows rolled down.
          When you made me laugh, louder than the 455,
                   Until I cried.