When old friends reside in photographs
Folded laughs are all we have left to hold on to, grasp
New photos arise jealously goes without saying
I can see it in they eyes
Hear it in my smile yeah you can see it when I speak
I am in denial that we have parted ways
I am missing a part of me
You put blood into my arteries
Now I bleed but no love's lost
Your forever in my heart
Just another missing part
But if your ever come back around
That is a start, but I'm gone
Got a new social circle
I'm a standout so I'm outside
Looking inside, accepted but thin "Hi"s
Aren't the same, this desert bares rain
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