to say anything
The sun will still set as required
while the birds chirp their tunes
All the young boys still remain wired,
the girls lavished in perfumes
The lonesome thought remaining
of what will never be
Will cover up my shaming
yet "colorful" framing know as me
The fears are now reconquered,
feelings in fain some blues
Aspiration is not inquired
because to you I'm old news
Apologetic for all this complaning
but you are an absentee
So please don't keep me waiting
upon the thought known as you and me
Really there's no need
for all this gaming
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