You think I can forget you
Like a page in a book
Discarded blowing away in the wind
Turning up in a narrow alleyway
Found by a child who sees the word love
Gives it to his godmother
Who once stopped a true love in its tracks
Impossible she said
You are beneath me
She sings about him sometimes
In the desolation of her small room
With the single light glaring
I cannot forget you
Your song is in my head
Your story is in my heart.
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