it’s the little things

the mention of a name

the nagging reminder

a smoldering old flame

–

the love was complete

but one thing brought ire

when respect hides

you will drink the fire

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twice you were warned

it was a little thing

now a bond is shattered

you vanished a king

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kindness is not weakness

sad too late you know

goodbye my darling

you will not see me go