the skies... they cry my tears...
as your absence asserts itself..
the winds.. they chase down the city..
looking for traces of your fragrance..
its lonely out here..
so lonely within..
its not that you were here
for too long..
but your aura just influences things
a lil too much
a lazy sunday or
another manic monday..
will never quite be..
just the same again
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