somewhere down you
should come
and say
all i wish is you to be happy.
never heard it,
so i keep on forgetting that
it is the way i should be.
Awake all night on knees.... gave away those doors and keys... walking with winter blues.... Left home with a pair of jeans....Hands searching for warmth in cold.... mingled with dreams inside.... empty pockets and empty she... with the chilly wind besides... the puppet walks away tonight.
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