You had this bright idea one late summer night.
Candy-coated popcorn strung like a beaded curtain hung over your door.
I guess the heat got to it, dripped and melted all over the floor.
Chocolate-covered cherries in tin foil boats float around the floorboard.
I had to laugh not to cry.
Now all your possessions, all of your things, all of your hopes, schemes, desires, all of your dreams.
All gone away.
Live for today, you said, live for today.
I had to laugh not to cry.
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