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A king


My best friend

My lover

My enemy

One heart

A future

We were each others forever

I                      failed us

The white picket fence, the big porch, 4 babies are now      a black smoke cloud.

I inhale the cloud as i try to ease the pain

A King

in a residual yet beautiful nightmare.       He's in too deep.

A Queen

needing to love herself but in a constant battle between the Kings words and her own

I exhale one last time,        tears make trails down my face are like a wildfire no one can stop.

I blink back to reality and realize we will be fine because i think about what a great man once said

"she over looks my caring heart in search for a gangster. Will we ever be together? only time will tell"

but the pain of losing you comes back.     suddenly     i can't breathe and i need you

tell me you'd be back

lie to me and walk away

life will never be what it once was

but the memories of us will haunt me forever.

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