Good Mourning
Pink skies
Weary eyes
Another morning
Mourning
People lie
“It’ll get better with time”
But time never ends
The pain barges in
And makes a home within
I’m afraid it’ll always stay
At least I’m never empty
You’re always here with me
Thoughts of what could’ve been
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