Burnt Bridges

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Nostalgia, it's been a long walk from then
But I miss the days when you lied to my eyes
I was your sport, I was your dice

I miss the days when you sashayed in and out of my space
See, you were the Ronaldo of my world, you were the ace

And now that I walk on the boulevards of burnt bridges and broken promises

I think of how there's no more love in lovely

It's become obsolete like the smile of a young widow

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