I’m staring at the wall,
your flavor on my lips.
I’m watching and I’m counting
all you left me with.
Flies
Flies
I held your picture in the fan,
I spilled your drink and your perfume.
I share my love with those who join me
in this somber, empty room.
Flies
Flies
I pressed the pillow on your face,
you didn’t want my sympathy.
You kept your love for those who join you
seven feet beneath the trees.
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Flies
Kept your love for those who join you
Flies
Kept your love for those who join you
Flies
Kept your love for those who join you
Flies
Kept your love for those who join you