Leftover
Won’t melt away
I’m drawing out alone
The note pinned neatly to your back
Won’t last forever
The split you can’t get right
I kept the tears and the holes
And the signed book you stole
Take out the good part
And lay on the dry wall
Safer than talking
Stare down the old hall
Wait for it to come apart
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