The Bench

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We use to sit together
fighting the fears of being alone
something change when you met her
You no longer answer the phone
His absense broke my bones, my heart, my soul

The sunset became a blur
Without you I sit alone
On the bench with nothing to hold

I sat there waiting for you
Until my heart grew very old
but you never came back
so my heart no longer beat for anything, not even myself
On the bench that always lacked
You.


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