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Your seat is kept across from me
All I see is the wood grain
The bruise has settled in my bone
No doctor reads it, that I know
The sheets still keep your folded spot
Your slippers sleep beneath the chair
The cactus guards the tiny plot
It learns to drink from morning air
My left hand still knows your palm
The ring left a pale white line
I keep the finger bare and calm
A scar of love with no design
Your seat is kept across from me
All I see is the wood grain
My better half is under ground
The living half won't make a sound
Your seat is kept across from me
All I see is the wood grain
The bruise has settled in my bone
No doctor reads it, that I know
My left hand still knows your palm
The ring left a pale white line
I keep the finger bare and calm
A scar of love with no design
Your seat is kept across from me
All I see is the wood grain
My better half is under ground
The living half won't make a sound
Your seat is kept across from me
All I see is the wood grain
The bruise has settled in my bone
No doctor reads it, that I know
