Days, Sadly
Sadly my days go
On to whomever has the next low?
Where have my days gone?
Perhaps in a fools eyes
I was once here forever
Will you comfort me?
Be with me, as your thoughts hug this letter
Cold water wishing, lonesome shrugs
I’ll never miss this weather
Black buttons
The kisses that hiss from your sweater
Across from reality
Fallen to my stubborn acts pf bliss
Upon my cupboard
My notepad lacks the common flaws we miss
Off in a smitten fortress
Our summer means, beam hidden
The colder it gets as we lead May
Lost and in-depth, I need say
I wonder if my days go home
On to whomever has the next low?
Where have my days gone?
Here lately, sadly my days go
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