even thou it was only momentaraly,
you were mine,
I was yours,
I'm still yours.
If today was not the same as yesterday,
I would be surprised.
who am I,
who am I to you,
what am I,
what am I to you.
eat seeds for internal growth,
fly low with your wings of steel,
a broken heart and a handful of nothing,
is what I get whenever I fall,
and, oh, how I keep on falling.
today was not the same,
today was not yesterday,
when I woke, I was alone,
you are nowhere to be found,
you don't even vistit me on my dreams.
love is but a curse,
a curse that clings and drains me away...
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