One

Your voice in my ears

Even when you're not there

That high pitched ringing

A cold echo of you

On and on and

On repeat

Nagging

Mocking

I love you, too.

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Two

The begging knife

The ice cold coffee

The crumbling bread

Our last supper

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Three

Your tongue

May be eloquent

And your laugh

Melodious

Like bell chimes and

Bird calls

But your eyes

Are as cold

And cruel

As your heart

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Four

I wish I could dream in colours

And sounds and smells

That swirl around me.

Your face, your perfume, your laugh

Were never as good in black and white.