Ten pages on my phone bill
Nine nails in my front door
Eight cracks in the ceiling
Seven times I regret
seeing you no more
Six broken bottles
Five moths on my windows
Four times the wind bangs
the fly screen
Three rose petals
Two cappuccinos
One memory of your embrace
No time to remember
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