You Are Gone
Beccy Owen
You abbreviate love
With a proviso hereof.
The minute my smile slips
You are gone.
Lick of paint to my cheek.
Mama I'm feeling so weak.
Things I did to keep him
Would make you weep.
I will open my mind-
What if what you put there's all I find?
I will open my everything.
You abbreviate
All my love
With a proviso hereof.
The minute my smile slips
You are gone.
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