I'Ve Gone, So What Remains
Call it what you will.
You can try and lie.
But green as the ocean.
I see it in your eyes.
The way that you look,
Let your gaze fall upon me,
It's not even a challenge
To look and then see.
When the door closed,
I wasn't coming back.
Pray all you might,
Love is your lack.
My soul is sold.
My heart's anew.
And the owner
Just isn't you.
It hurts to see
The way you hurt
And I know you'll feel
Until six feet in dirt.
I think it's time
We stop playing games.
Because our hearts
Don't beat the same.
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