I can no longer rely on memories,                                                        ­            
                                                                ­                                                        
of when I loved you & you loved me                                                               ­                             
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 I've been trying hard to remember when,                                                          
                                                                ­                                                      
we were lovers, we were friends                                                          ­                                                                
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A thousand years ago, so it
seems,                                                           ­   
                                                             ­                                                        
 since we treated each other like human
beings                                                        
                                                                ­                                                      
It was easier to hold on to the
past,                                                            ­      
                                                                ­                                                    
than it was to make our love last                                                             ­ 
                                                               ­                                                       
I know I must occupy some same part,                                                            ­                                              
                  ­                                                                 ­                                 
in the withered ***** you call a heart                                                            ­                      
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I know we have gone way past the time                                                          
                                                                ­                                                    
  of when our love flourished on the vine                                                  
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At least allow me some civility,                                                        ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                        
  and let go of what's left of me