determination,
anticipation,
what comes next?
my bloody realization.
of all the things we left un-done.
and every broken-hearted one
left here to bleed,
without you
and without me,
we're gone and just a memory of love,
mixed with the frozen air,
a drop of blood,
a single hair,
thats fallen from the midnight sky,
and left upon the ground to die
alone,
without you
and without me
we're nothing but a memory.
 
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