Just a hundred reminders
Lurking all around me
Things that I find of her
From before she left me
The long black hairs
She left in my brush
The cigarettes there
She left in a rush
The dried roses
She left in my decanter
Sitting up there
On my dresser
And that iron I bought
Just for her to use
And the extra toothbrush
It took me an hour to choose
I don°t know what I°ll find next
Or when I°ll ever see her
But I°ll tell her then the worst
she left
Were my vacant eyes in the bathroom
mirror.
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