Heartache
Ive found another strained of her luscious hair an its brought tears to my eyes once again. Memories of her rush back an its like shes still in my bed again. I sniff it as If i would smell her hair after we shared a shower together. Sweet honey the smell still lingers on like the arrow she struck in my heart. My chest pounds for a love lost years go. The past shall haunt me an these tears shall soak my cheek until the day of my demise. Wishing I could only take back that night when they drug me away. everything changed when the shackles were latched an the key was turned . out of the bars an back to my bed were she once layed her precious head. But alas she has left but her presence still remains in these hairs within my bed . unwashed sheets full of love years go bye an still she remains.
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