Broken
What are you to me?
A smiling memory,
A heartache in a jar,
A strong and mad elixir
I dared to drink
The taste is bitter now,
But I can still remember
How sweet it was
On your lips
And on mine
Sleeping seraph
Whose heart I held
Closer than you knew,
Was it in vain
What we exchanged—
A friendship for a broken love?
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