Breaking into boxes
Searching for the key
You used to fit like my favorite socks did
But I lost one, so they don't mean much to me
I had your love
Then lost the war
I kept looking for the white dove
I thought life was going to play fair
We were once so good together
I was always by your side
But you lost interest
So she's your new ride
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Colloquialism
PoetryPoems, short stories, prose poetry, vignettes, innermost thoughts, that sort of thing