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I look to the west
The sun blinds me
I shade my eyes
Your gaze finds me
I lose my breath
She looks at you
My head reels
You look back
You make her feel
Like I used to
I recall when you first touched me
Haunted by your face above me
You, it was always you
With your broken crown
Touched me like Holy ground
And I, so eager to believe
So sincere, so naive
Back when you loved me
I look to the sky,
Small birds fly
In a black line
One falls behind
I hear it cry
The sun shines through
Your water glass
It lights up her dress
It magnifies what I regret
I recall when you first touched me
Haunted by your face above me
You, it was always you
With your broken crown
Touched me like Holy ground
And I, so eager to believe
So sincere, so naive
Back when you loved me
Oh, living with your memory now
Oh, it’s like being lost at sea now
Oh, it’s dragging me, it’s dragging me,
Dragging me down
You, it was always you
With your broken crown
Touched me like Holy ground
And I, consumed with poetry
The kind that brought me to my knees
Back when you loved me
I look to the west
I hope that bird
Has found it’s way
The sun slips away
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