Gone

You’re up late and you’re crying

I’m worried, are you okay

 

I’m okay, I promise

 

Lies

Lies break the levee

And I can’t hold on

You, your scent, your love

Are gone

Just sad songs and cigarettes

Prayers whispered in smoke

Maybe I won’t wake up

Find you in the hereafter

 

The truth is a bomb

 

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