I'm watching my thoughts turn away from you
and while you are deeper
and you are a part and piece
I can see me loosing you
and leaving you in the dark corners
left with other forgotten crumbs
It wasn't that I didn't care enough
or that we were both too lost
It was my need for blood
and for vengeance
and you didn't melt fast enough
you didn't swim as far as you could
you didn't have much to be sorry for
and you apologized for the wrong words
I start to think of you
and your face changes
and your words read wrong
and my memories blur
into a mix
into a solution of intricate answers
and I'm thinking more
clean
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