Bemuse I am, here alone to figure and fight,
I bottle up the tears, I try to hide,
It was just yesterday you told me something....
Little by little your words come by,
I can't sleep 'coz it hurts to even close these eyes.
Deaden night, cold and cry,
It's just right to hear the numbers you like,
Little too broken my soul too grief,
I wish your favorite music gift me some peace.
Today I met this image of yours,
Standing perfect, no flaws at all,
Your heart sanguine,
Words no rosy no, they just are not, just a"trust me"
Enough to make me go weak at the knees.
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