how sadly
can i be watching two lovers kissing
in the dark
from a distance
my hands are inside my pocket
it is cold
the night is lighted with nothing
but a
lone star
now i remember her again
alone in the dark
waiting for me
i offer no explanation for my
absence
i have nothing on my hand to wipe
her tears
i have no more words
25 years ago
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