Residue

The memory of you is bittersweet,

a cold arrow that struck my chest,

then warms me from my head to feet,

but is all a beautiful memory

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Our paths had to diverge,

you took yours easily,

you found a way to merge,

and now my puzzle is missing

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You left me and forgotten me,

leaving me disarmed in chaos,

you just buried me,

but no I will keep moving

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All this reverie disappeared, what do I get as a residue?

All that I have is the dusted memories spent with you