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After the Fall
The rain
slurs its words
whispering your name
on the wind
so tomorrow
you'll see a fool
fast asleep
on the porch again
She's been searching
for her answers
at every bar in town
but all those fancy bottles
they only let her down
Don't think badly
of her memory
she can't fix
the way she feels
the wounds of love
still haunt her
she can't figure
how to heal
Another promise
to forget
and find love
with someone new
but just leave her out
a pillow
until the day
her dream comes true
Published 28th Jun 2010
| Edited 25th Mar 2016
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29th Jun 2010 5:07am
oh sugar.. you enigmatic man. its been quite the while since I've been here to read any work.. this piece is so painfully familiar. the beginning almost feels like the aftermath.. I've missed your words. feels like home. <3
