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We love as widows do

A familiar face

A shaking voice

Gentle strangers in the void

I needed her wounds on those lonely nights

Searching for her soul with bedroom eyes

Morning comes

She's gone again

And here I am clutching my chest

In love with only death

I pass her by as she looks away

I know her heart will buckle but never break

Spewing lies through rotted teeth

Nothing to save me from the tears I will weep

A room full of people

I'm the last one she sees

I wonder if she knows that I see her in all my dreams?

The girl in black

She isn't coming back for me

Never...