by Marcus blake   Feb 12, 2014

When I say we had our time
I didn't mean I was content with your death
I've tried to make sense of it like a equation
Thinking of ways around the facts
I wish I could con myself into thinking you were still here
But these tears are real
And the years since you've been gone
Have been too long
I thought if I blamed myself
Hate myself
I tried so hard
I almost lost myself
You come to mind like lucid thoughts
Unseen yet so nostalgic
I don't live the same anymore
Without you...


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