Last goodbye 

Your face ingrained in my memory
My heart is off limits and still

You’re making me sick

You said you’d never leave

And now we’re strangers who have never met

You are making me fucking ill

Wishful thinking as I died in your bed

After a night of revelry 

I walked away, never leaving a distant memory

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