Cliché

It'll never come out
This black pain
I don't know what I'm feeling
Will I ever be whole again?

Its like a human stain
Tatooed in my brain
Graffiti paint
Across my memory

Phantom pain
Black hole space
Is all that's left
Of the love we made

It's drifting away
You know it's slipping away
Hearts and thoughts fade
But I want it to stay

I've never known love like this
The moment of our last kiss
Will always remain
I'll take to the grave

In your lips
All of this
All of us
All that was

In that last kiss

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