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Another full day that ends unfilfilling,

lacking excitement and anything thrilling,

staring at the ceiling just thinking, exciting,

replaying all our memories until i start writing,

when the pain starts biting i smoke it numb,

reshuffle the songs enough, same song is sung,

no drums, brings to mind someone true and mellow,

dancing her way on stage to Blue & Yellow,

tried to say hello to all the good i felt in that past,

didn't even have time for a bye, time went by too fast,

guess she is the only one with such an excuse,

she is like every other, something to i'm used,

still i'm up to my ankles standing in reasons why

it made me a better person to with you, just try,

sigh and try all i want to pretend you,

i'll never truly be used to every morning without a beautiful to send you.