n its you i think of,
underneth the white sky..
its your heart that bleeds into mine..
like angels weeping
wings dipped in solitude..
n i miss the way you looked at me then..
a face that changed with years..
obsessed with mirrors,
trying to see that girl again,
so far gone..
blue eyes that cut like diamonds into the flesh..
and will not be forgotten,
n hyms of billie holiday..
across the night sky..
bellowing
the abcense of you...............
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