A mile from here, is a place filled with tears from the past.
Yes, oh those tend to last.
But if I'm mistaken, all of the fakin' aside, you were my one and my only pride.
Yeah, sort of a prize.
Keep locked safe in this heart.
Man, though you tore it apart.
Hard feelings away, so faded and dated they frayed.
Drifting into some space, in time, where no one would bother to even replace.
Goodness me!
I have been set so freely.
And if only my eyes were wider to see,
all the beauty inside the roots of a rotting tree.
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