WE met at the local coffee shop
and I told you the romance was over

You choked at first then cried some tears
and said that you had ALREADY LEFT ME

I walked away and did not look back
You were crying and so very alone

On the way home I saw a wreck —
No survivors the police said to me

I saw your car — then realized your words
Within the carnage of twisted metal there you were
and had been dead for hours…

:: 11-10-2013 ::

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