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occasional interludes
It is during random times...
All in a little missed sensation.
Missing you in my arms is a memory.
Flaws remind me of apparitions in a heartbeat,
I promise you I will be stronger in my next life.
I will not need those recycled emotions worn in occasional interludes.
It is that haunting past…
I guess you arrived at your destination.
The instant you cut the rose it begins to wilt and fade away.
Flaws define the apparition of a heartbeat,
Promise me you will be better in your next life.
Be gone with your recycled words that you used on too many occasional interludes.
