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Every night

I keep thinking of what

Happened between us

And how the outcome

Might have been different

If only I'd focus

On what you'd have to say...

I think I am losing my grip

On the delicate hands of time

And with every tear

Is another lie to shed

I haven't always met eye to eye

With the words

That spills from your lips

Let it out

Until I carry on

Bleeding out

On the floor

Laughing but also crying

Just knowing

You'd be perched over my corpse

With your hand clenched over mine

I've wrote these

Romantic letters al for you

Little did you know

This letter will be my last

As I grasp for breath

I will hold onto this one

Written all for you...