The Past

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I see your face
I wish it was
Over like a race 
But I drink until it burns
And I still see your face

I hear your voice
The way you
Handled it with poise
I smoke till I'm broke
But I still hear your voice

I feel your light
And the energy
you gave me such delight
I scream until I dream
But I still feel your light

I see your soul
The one through your eyes
Such splendour, the gold
I cry until I die
But I can fucking still see your soul

I see the clock
I remember our silly games
I wait a couple weeks
Now I don't even know your name

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