Poetry Blogs (song)

Echoing words through my head
Of all the sweet things that you said
Of times and memories of what we used to do
Just another little thing to see me through

My dear, it's clear
We aren't what we used to be
My dear, I fear
That’s the way it’s supposed to be

Blurred lines are once again made clear
It’s you with her
And me with him
That’s the way it should be in the end

My dear, it's...

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