The cold was forgotten your
lit the last goodbye ..
flew on the walls
gray in your absence ..
brushed with my broken wings
the warmth of your skin far ..
left unfinished remains
of our dreams
on my sheets ..
and ride losing you
in the fog of silence
and You left me stuck
the stigma of my despair ..
is waking
and no longer have you.
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