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Today I woke up with your name on my tongue 364 nights have passed assuring everyone "there's really nothing wrong" 364 mornings since you left, and outside theyre playing another christmas song Since that day your name's been unspoken as if it didn't belong And now almost a year after I'm still a mess a broken down disaster... A speeding train that to his demise, travels faster and faster Trying to find lady death just so I could ask her: Why was it you the one who had to leave? Why did your soul she couldn't wait to retrieve. Yet she remains quiet, she thinks I'm too naive Or she knows how much you're missed, even the house had to grieve The house? Yes the house dealt with it better than I did When the not so silent tears threatened to fall from my face When the nights beat my self inflicted drowsiness on their nightly race.. While, my music played as background noise, just in case The house creaked and moaned in hopes of shushing my disgrace Today I woke up with my tongue burning with your name.. Reminding me that your body gave up but not your flame. Reminding me that even when you lose, its fine, its just a game.. And that lady luck, isn't a good for nothing ***** but an elegant dame.. Who should be courted, dined and tamed. And I sit at the bar and order a beer It's 12:01, its been exactly a year... The winter is definitely colder without you here
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Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 6:59 PM UTC
Cold Winter
Today I woke up with your name on my tongue 364 nights have passed assuring everyone "there's really nothing wrong" 364 mornings since you left, and outside theyre playing another christmas song Since that day your name's been unspoken as if it didn't belong And now almost a year after I'm still a mess a broken down disaster... A speeding train that to his demise, travels faster and faster Trying to find lady death just so I could ask her: Why was it you the one who had to leave? Why did your soul she couldn't wait to retrieve. Yet she remains quiet, she thinks I'm too naive Or she knows how much you're missed, even the house had to grieve The house? Yes the house dealt with it better than I did When the not so silent tears threatened to fall from my face When the nights beat my self inflicted drowsiness on their nightly race.. While, my music played as background noise, just in case The house creaked and moaned in hopes of shushing my disgrace Today I woke up with my tongue burning with your name.. Reminding me that your body gave up but not your flame. Reminding me that even when you lose, its fine, its just a game.. And that lady luck, isn't a good for nothing ***** but an elegant dame.. Who should be courted, dined and tamed. And I sit at the bar and order a beer It's 12:01, its been exactly a year... The winter is definitely colder without you here
RoMaou
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33/M/California
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 6:59 PM UTC
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