Heart beats fast,
Your presence has corrupted my soul.
Memories erased,
Colours fade,
The beauty in your eyes turn to hate.
What could have been has died.
Even the words you say,
Don't make that much sense.
The colour in your eyes,
Fades away.
Now all that is left is this paper with your name,
It's written Welcome.
Days they run,
Never stop.
Now I've forgotten,
Each time you'd look me in the eye and,
Those days I tried.
Tried to hold onto our love.
Wish you'd told me earlier,
Even if I try so hard,
We would never work out.
What we had is dead and gone and,
All that is left is this picture with your name.
It's written Welcome
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