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Your dead lover just walked out the door
Killed him with a kettle bell
And steaming hot coffee mug
Left him bleeding out
Charcoal amongst burning bridges
Smouldering embers blowing in the breeze
Exiting like the gust of a ghost
Baby blue those final chapters
They well and done
And steaming hot coffee mug
Left him bleeding out
Charcoal amongst burning bridges
Smouldering embers blowing in the breeze
Exiting like the gust of a ghost
Baby blue those final chapters
They well and done
Published 9th Dec 2023
Author's Note
Very difficult to rebuild burnt bridges
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