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He broke up with her

Two weeks ago,

He'll come to town

To drown his sorrows,

In liquid silk

And velvet strange pleasure

Which he'll regret the next day

When he doesn't recognize

The woman that isn't her

The flesh he touched

That wasn't hers

And the pain he forgot

For just a little while

When he entered foreign ground

And closed his eyes

Reaching for the map

To guide him back home

But it isn't his house anymore,

And the golden path shuts him out

That when he

At last,

Opens his eyes

He's lost forever,

And she's on the other side.

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