Tortured Feeling Called Moving On
Loving someone new was never so torturous
Moving on but my face is still gray
Reeling at night, smiling in daytime
Desertion from you still haunts my midnight
Thought that love would make its grand return
But the lingering sadness over-weigh my fervor wishes
The fleeting feeling of love
But it failed to turn gray into a blue world
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