This highlight reel I have saved in my head,

Of the fires that burnt bright, now lay dormant and dead,

The happiness, the beauty I chose not to waste,

Yet all of it gone, vanished without a trace.

Where did it go and why did they leave,

Absence is something I choose not to grieve,

It was something so beautiful but it was just for that time,

Promises change, what an unfortunate crime.

So I’ll dress you up pretty and put a smile on that face,

And cherish that image for the rest of my days,

Never had the need to find solace at the end of a bar,

Never settling for anything that’s below sub-par.

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