#77) Definite Denial

They all say, just let it go; as if I never even tried

They advise me, forget what was, and accept our love has died

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Petty consolation prize, a proffered drink of real

To wash away the lingering touch of hope I dare to feel

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As I contemplate grim reveries, my thoughts trip over you

And again I find myself thus floored, declaring it’s not true

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That you and I, no longer us, no longer we will be

That now the after ever won’t be spent so happily

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Well blast the awful fairytales!

Those fake princes and their charms!

Who needs a magic genie’s lamp or shiny wishing stars?

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I charge them all to tell me now, let go and to forget

As if I’ll truly back away and let this be just it

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