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Teardrop Memories
Last night, I saw the bosom fire die in your eyes ... never felt a heart beat so cold inside Dawn ember lips whispered a soothing eulogy One last timeless pleasure taste, before the glow embrace dimmed ash lonely That morn mourn kiss goodbye cut like a double-edge knife Leaving my severed heart to tear bleed ... Separation pain has got me feeling phantom beats of lonely teardrop memories The lipstick mirror message you kiss signed in my steamy shower grief, got erased without a trace of regret But I felt the dissipating heat ... so no words were necessary You had long since gone, leaving me with a half-filled home of empty teardrop memories My separated heart still can feel the phantom pounding of two pulmonary beats And this severed tear bleed drips with searing pulse agony So I store my teardrop memories in an attic chest left unattended Hoping that the autumn years would evaporate the pain ... To merge my lonely sorrows in a flowering spring rain
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