Bygones

Are we already bygones, vestiges neared and fared away?
My pockets are vacant, my chest has no semblance of verity
To Verity, "It just doesn't feel the same"
These pills and preservatives are outlasting our heartbeats
So we grapple to the antecedent, doggy-paddling through the previous



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Figliolino
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