Steps
I could feel it, burning in the back of my head
I never had a girl like you so when you came by everything was gold
My brain, a mask coated skin thumbing away in bliss
Her smile was sunshine incarnate
Inevitably the days came to a halt
I love her like the scent of strawberry in the summer breeze
I thought we had something sweet, like Lena Park
but over time it became sour, rotting like bark
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