even though
I didn't wanna hear
those words
coming from the lips
I once loved.
I thought I was going to die
as your back fade away
and melt in the sky,
as I heard your last words
stabbing my heart
once and once.
But I'm still standing here,
I'm still breathing
as my mind is replaying
again your last words,
but something is dying,
withering in my heart,
is it our song
dying down?
the last sparkles of love.
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