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Asphalt and the Greens
I lost sight on the pavement,
snapped back to the day of our engagement,
Oversped on the night roads,
Signing conversations on the asphalt,
Sneaked down through stairs in the basement,
Now you're not here, is it my fault?
I'm left here with some guilt and remorse,
Screaming your name near the sea shore,
The greens echoed your name with me,
But you chose to set yourself free,
Prodigy of heaven now; you're much more,
And I'm lost somewhere between asphalt and the greens.

© NSR