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Magma
I dreamt of you again.
Awoken to the bells ringing end.
Missing you is painful.
My actions distasteful.
I am the one who burned the bridge.
I don’t expect you to forgive.
Aged whisky keeps thoughts at bay.
The feelings will always stay.
Some days I tell myself this is right.
A place beside you was not my fight.
Other days I believe it’s my karma.
As my confessions flow like magma.
Soon comes an end to this chapter.
Remember only good times and laughter.
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