as travelers
what do we return to
after what we leave behind
& what remembers
does we stay the same
throughout the months & years
of lost forgotton and greyed
& renewed against the frey
I know him
but he doesnt remember me
familiar bruise
& oxidized gardenia sweetness petal betrayed
with woman it is never
I wish I would of know then
what I know now
& at fault is always hers
looking ahead
to being the forgottons
in these masks
& nobody smiling in the background
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