I hear your voice on the phone
I know you're struggling to remember
Your voice sounds distant,
Cold
With none of the warmth I'm used to
A broken record
As you stutter and stumble
Across a plane of
Unexistance
Where your meaning is Lost
In the silence of my tears
Overflow the blue
With shades of red
It feels like death to me
I can't watch you forget
I'll keep my distance
And take comfort in knowing
You won't remember

me

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