A man stares at the sky
Where the night gives a glimpse of view
To someplace that reminds him
All about this girl
“So much left behind
So little we had, ” he said
“When I thought it was easy to recover
I never thought I was out of her”
Laying on the ground
Staring at those pictures as they’re gone
Waiting for the dawn breaks into his dream
He wished for another chance
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