The rooms are emptier
You are gone just like he went
Free from this bruiser
I knew but I am still spent
I spoke and I faltered
Flattened to know, to pretend
That I accept the undisturbed
I have no time for amend
A feeling of unturned
I sit and breathe in the dark
I feel numb again
One is too much, a flown lark
In memory lane
We still eat the beef
A trip to your home village
And what is isn't if
We will all be together at some stage.
I will miss you.
Reason for writing:
Another light switches off
Birth sign: Aquarius
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