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móst Feb 2019
It’s about to be a cruel winter
“I miss the missus” cried the lonely mister
What was once sweet is now bitter
I watched all the leaves fall and wither
It’s official!..this is the worst season
Peoples hearts are so cold for no reason
We’re supposed to vibe and be merry
And drink wine from the blackest berry
I took a sip now I can’t see clearly
My misery and anxiety all left alone
Like a dog with no bone I’m a man with no soul
I’ve been missing peace
She’s the missing piece
I hope it gets warm soon...
móst Feb 2019
What if... for instance
You moved far away, would you wanna try this long distance thing?
Well, I know I would..
Even if we’re worlds apart
No matter how far away you are
I don’t wanna cause you scars from a broken heart
We’re in different time zones
My day is your night and vice versa
Her name was vanessa
And she vanished from my sight like a ghost
We did the wrong things but she was right for me
She’s got high standards, I lowered my expectations
The longer the distance the shorter the conversations

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