I don’t know
Why is it the world
Works this way?
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It used to show:
You’d lie asleep, curled
Never imagining
It would be taken away
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The highs and lows
Did never manage to unfurl
Your secret looks,
Your kisses and your smiles
Bright as the day
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I wonder why, just now
And just when,
And just why
The phone stopped ringing
And then even that
Just ceased to matter
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But you ask: how, how?
And that question, then
Doesn’t make you cry
Just short of flinging
Your lovely self
Off the nearest cliff flat
Nothing left, but to shatter
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He used to look
Right at you
Instead of piercing
Mercilessly through
There won’t be any more
Letters, or phone calls
Or words
For that matter
When all you can see
Are glitzy memories
And old charms
Walk away, for
The present will not be kind
To you, or me, or he
It’s over.
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