You were there.When i needed a shoulder.
silent. At a distance.
yet there.
And all those songs i played,
you hummed
i was listening to them. and just holding the book ,not studying.
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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