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Paul Curtis

I imagine the scent of you

Because you are far away

I imagine your hand in mine

Because you are out of reach

I imagine you in my arms

Because you’re no longer there

I imagine your sweet smile

Because now you look at me with scorn

I imagine your lovely voice

Because now you speak only bitter words

I imagine that you love me

Because your love for me is past

I imagine myself in your heart

Because you no longer love me

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