The memories still flow freely
Like a cut that won’t stop bleeding
Though you’ve been gone for years
And to ghosts I’m left pleading

When love was severed at the root
Like a limb discarded
I’ve since felt dull ache
Perpetually disregarded

Like phantom limb syndrome
This missing extension can be felt still
Though there’s nothing there
Naught but the occasional chill

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