Aftermath
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So this is what it feels like,
After your soul has died.
This is what it feels like,
After the big goodbye.
A glance, a look,
A simple hello,
It all floods back,
Though I've let go.
I suppose part of me wants to hold on,
To any little scrap of that fantasy.
Pieces of something that never was,
Haunt the recesses of my memory.
But I smile and wave,
And let the feeling fade.
Here I stand,
My peace be made.
-samhudson
