she blows kisses in my direction
another fatal mistake I made
by believing that she was looking at me
it's the guy behind every time
and now must observe the floor
the gentle fold of her arms
telling me that everything is fine
was I just an opaque sheet of tears
to be worn with pride?
what a steady fall of leaves
she makes me change myself
and meet the ground just to stare at her wishing I was
where I use to be
so say you're sorry or not regretting
all the pain -
here it goes again
not collapsing correctly
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