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Sorrow

Post Mortem

NiftyFifty

He keeps falling out of love with me

Doesn’t have far to go

The ground was sweeter and it broke his fall

He really didn’t care for me at all

He’s tap tap tapping on his keyboard there

The waste hangs thickly in the air

Words are dead

His heart has taken flight

Away from me

Again

tonight