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THE DAY YOU FOUND ME DEAD
This photograph a voodoo doll
of you and I smiling.
I felt it when you tore it up
to pieces I go spiraling.
The day you found me dead
was the day we met.
I am on all fours again
gathering what's left.
These places are all movie scenes.
The ghosts of us still happy there.
Every place where we have been
So I cannot go anywhere.
The day you found me dead
was the day we met.
Since dead men pose no threat
why care how I felt when you left?
of you and I smiling.
I felt it when you tore it up
to pieces I go spiraling.
The day you found me dead
was the day we met.
I am on all fours again
gathering what's left.
These places are all movie scenes.
The ghosts of us still happy there.
Every place where we have been
So I cannot go anywhere.
The day you found me dead
was the day we met.
Since dead men pose no threat
why care how I felt when you left?
Published 10th Aug 2014
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