Bilboards of what could have been…

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I don’t know why

You erase me from your grasp,

Only to slice off your own misguided hands

And regret your negligence to touch me

Ever.

Lust, you visit me at 4:00am…

Begging for forgiveness,

Demanding attention .

Why do you say goodbye,

Only to exceed the speed limit

On highways to nowhere?

Saudade is your soundtrack

As you drive past the billboards

Of what could have been.

Idiot.

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