The last time, I saw you.
I didn't know it would be,
the last time.
My heart is cold, stripped and ragged
on the edges, of my being.
Now time passes, it burns
the emptiness into my mind.
Your eyes, your voice, your touch,
your memory is seared, into my soul.
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