No Love Here

Your kiss still fresh
on my lips memory.
Frozen in the past by your wintry touch
that has taken my breath.
Spellbound by those eyes that lie.
Our two heart did collide
one now left in despair.
In the infinite oblivion
my spirit seeks refuge
in this dark bar
where I sit in anguish
seeking to omit you from my memory.

by Doc. Smooth

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very powerful....i can really identify with this piece