The water runs cold here

You walk the streets alone
Trying to find the soul you lost
The streetlight blinks out above you
The memories come crowding in
Of the day you stood beside her
Quiet strong protector
You killed her spirit
Something you swore you never do
Now I’m left with the pieces
Of someone who could once love
A body left without a soul
But you have moved on
Found another who you claim to love
Do you love the warmth beside you
The replacement doll with crystal eyes
Don’t you miss real love
The kind that stops your lungs from breathing
Or are you satisfied with her
The replacement doll with crystal eyes
She’s nothing like real thing
Cause the real thing loved you
Now the real thing hates you
And she’s sitting here
Admist the ripped up photographs
Of what was once known as life
Floss and the past hold her up
As another match is lit
As another love is blown out
But don’t you know
You are her Prometheus

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I miss real love. Amazing poem, dude