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Lost Love

I tried to recapture/
What we were after/
I was seething mad cause/
I was bleeding faster/
While she was a cheating bastard/
Believed Id have her/
Back if Id changed my ways/
I displayed the great/
Things Id done but we still remained the same/
No state to blame/
It took 3 in total/
Illinois, Florida, then Virginia seized the throat of/
Our love and squeezed it closed for/
The last time, then released it choking/
Deceased and broken/
I thought that Id need that moment/
To breathe ambrosia/
So I could get even a degree of closure/
But this scene is over/
Yet you remain, an echo/
I bet those/
Emotions wont disappear, Im not forgetful/
Could I forgive those/
Indiscretions/
And bet that/
I could take bandages, and rip those/
Off/
Not double crossed/
Stumbling, lost/
From the get go/
I dont trip though/
Because your jagged edges/
Have stabbed remembrance/
Right down its breast and/
Slammed my penance/
Down in a random semblance/
Dismantled treasures/
Are all Im dashed and left with/
Have to guess at/
What could of been/
I stood and left/
Cause it never was/
Severed some/
Remaining heart strings/
So startling/
That Id dismembered trust/
Cause you ensnared our/
Love and strangled it/
Deranged and shit/
But Im through playing bitch/
Your smile is dead to me/
Dreadfully/
Killing me mentally/
My energy/
Will no longer be wasted/
My heart remains in/
Exile and the dragon you were chasing's/
Replaced it/

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