Friction

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2007

So, there you go again

Shuffling through your purse

Searching for words to antidote to silence

Of old hotel rooms

Where generations past have slept

Built their families, and then left

To the degeneration of memory’s photograph

Of what young love once meant

Oh, Abigail, you once knew it too



Where went that young girl’s smile

You held so proudly once

Just because you said you could

Where went that young girl’s life

You were so anxious to live



They doused the flames

Burning the inner-workings

I worked so hard building for you

In my innocent youth

Just to have them come crumbling down

Just to have them come crumbling down

Oh, Abigail, they once stood for you



And, in the friction that time wears you away with

I swear, it’s getting harder and harder trying to miss you

But, Abigail, I’m trying to miss you

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