the headlines spill your face and name, your age, just a number with ink on the page.
through the frames she spilled your fame, your death, telephone cords leeked tears
this was a night to remember, a day I rather forget. don't be sad, memories wont leave me.
three words changed today.
life goes on Baby, life goes on.
two words & your name, changed today
and before I can comprehend, tomorrow is already here.
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