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Leather Jacket
Faded Away In The Morning Fog



at five-thirty in the morning
I sat in the kitchen
straining to swallow the tears
and you raced
to get your luggage into your truck

my mind wandered
to the candles
the roses
the pizza
and all I could think
was that the best chapter
of my meager life
was coming to a pathetic end

I looked at you
in your leather jacket
and you took my hand
and led me to dance

I really didn’t mean to
but I couldn’t help but cry
for the idea of our last dance
destroyed me
as you drove away

I dreamt that you came back
and said you wouldn’t leave
but as the car lights
faded away in the morning fog
and you tuned the corner
I fell to the floor
screaming and crying
I had no one to blame but circumstance
and I couldn’t fathom going on



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