He lacks the courage in his mind,
like a child left behind
like a pet left in the rain.
She's all alone again,
wiping the tears from her eyes.
Some days he feels like dying,
She gets so sick of crying
She sees the mirror of herself,
an image she wants to sell
to anyone willing to buy.
He steals the image in her kiss
from her heart's apocalypse,
from the one called whatsername.
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