at the end
of this bar.
I traveled
by misadventure
from somewhere far.
Once upon a time
I thought
I knew her well.
It just goes to show
you can
never tell.
I bought her
that perfume
which always intoxicated me.
I bought her a silk scarf
which in the wind
blew free.
I assumed
our love
had no possible end
as she also happened
to be
my best friend.
Sometimes in life
you can be totally
wrong
by forgetting the words
and music
of the song.
So I lay here
now
in a testament of death.
You see,
she took away
my final breath.
She forced it
into my mouth
as a bitter farewell.
This perfume scented scarf
was a souvenir
from Hell.
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