She moves in frames
The photo stays the same
As time goes by
It's hard to recall her name
Waiting in the shadows
Aching for the pour to stop
In the eyes there's only rain
The heart shelters a drought
She said she'd rather not see
The other side of me
So I locked the doors
And threw away the key
She said one's a lonely sum
If only that were untrue
I need you like breadcrumbs, she said
Once the bread is through
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