what happened?
what didn't happen?
a grove unknown
you came home to a grove unknown
the face of the clock doesn't change
but the faces of your friends do
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my name puckers her lips but not to kiss
the way lemons do
and that's ok
i did that
that was me
because the memories were fonder than the moment and still are
but they are there and they will stay there
like all those pictures
i remember most of them
we had plans to make me the most photographed asshole in america
we laid plans like eggs
that i broke and made her eat
the fate of so many young lovers carved upon the headstone or scrawled in the ashes of their life together
"we weren't any goddamn good for each other"
and it took me far too long to say
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thumbs up jj <3
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