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And there are days When I don’t think of you. When your echoed goodbyes Are silent in my mind. When my heart can beat Without breaking my ribs. When I can breathe in The scent of the fresh air That isn’t tainted Like the sheets on my bed. When I can lick my lips And not taste The salt of my tears Dried and but not forgotten. And there are days When all I think about is you. When your last words Race screaming through my mind. When my heart hammers so fast, It shatters the fragile cage That tried to hold it in. When all I can smell With my head Buried in my pillows Is the must you left Behind. When the liquor That passes Through my cracked lips Turns bitter On my tongue. There are days When I don’t think of you. But today is not one of those days.