You pick up the
pieces
Same story,
different dance
The wound in a
different place
But it’s all the
same channel
Just someone new
calling it quits
Someone who will be
a pale shadow
A love that will be
long gone
A figurine on a shelf
Moments in time
To be a lesson
learned
To avoid mistakes
next time
As much as possible
The scars will be
fresh
Running in the
shadows
Calling out her name
Until you meet
someone
Who will silence the
calling
Silence the
echoes...the cries
Maybe they'll be the
one
The one who holds
the key
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