every rush of white noise
as the water begins to run...
Every tap of every key
the keyboard makes...
Every door slowly shutting
every creak of the upstairs floor
every moan and groan and
sexual coan that covers
the stones that you
left behind in my heart.
(I want to take a power drill to my temple to let all the heat and pain run away)
(I just wish someone had told me that our love couldn't last and no love last forever)
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