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Dec 2021
It's 3:40 in the morning 
and the sky is
still pitch black
from the night before 
I awoke from dreaming 
still wishfully thinking 
she was in my arms 
It's 3:40 in the morning 
and my heart is
still pitch black 
from our faded love 
I awoke from dreaming 
still wishfully thinking 
she was in my arms
It's 3:40 in the morning 
and her presence is
still pitch black 
from when she left 
I awoke from dreaming 
to this nightmare 
realizing forever she is gone 
It's 3:40 in the morning 
and I'm forever lonely
soul pitch black 
since she left home 
I wanna sleep now 
wishfully dreaming of her
Written by
RobbieG  31/M/U.S
(31/M/U.S)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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