your perfume on the bedclothes
your words are in my head
you spoke and all of my blood froze
if only it was solid now.
your clothes speak softly to me
the voices in my head
all is well and you are free
if only i was solid now.
your voice rings hollow, true
and echoes in my head
i see the pain that i’ve caused you
and i don’t feel so solid now.
the future hangs uncertain, lost
and i know what’s right in my head
i must give back, whatever the cost
it’s the only thing that’s solid now.
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