Broken tears

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The seasons for conversations
Av long wanned.
The beauty of friendship now sour
And the intelligence of shared words
Diffused to tears.


U've changed
Or maybe i live in a fool's world
Unstable, u keep blowing hot and cold
A clear indicator of the falsehood of our four years
Your dream, my reality?
both av become one broken twist.


And its too late to wish
Too late to gather even the crumbs left for dogs.
Too far gone to seduce a lie
Too far a memory to conjure.
And yet all d inbetweeners remain...
it is all gone; over; dead
As whispers in the wind.

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