coldness of summer
heat in winter
some things aren't right
without you
we talk
we laugh
since before
your joy is mine
your sadnes i will
gladly share
to us
what happen
living within this
emptiness
cannot wait forever
left alone on
the other side
of where life
is less meaningful
sweet talk
but cheap
just a thought
might be chance or so
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