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KINDRED I don't remember loosing you When did you pack your bags? Close the door, walk away, Drive down the street, mad. I didn't even notice The void you left behind, I wonder if you can tell What's been on my mind. Your absence has made me Understand what I need, Understand that I need you And to cry on your sleeve. It all became apparent When the mirror spoke to me, I saw your face, your distaste, And realised you were me. Oh, what a day to remember A poignant moment in time, To understand that my loss Was no-ones fault but mine. So, I'll unpack my bags Clean out all the webs, Then sit alone in bath bubbles To ponder what I've said. |
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