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Drifting out of love
I used to love you
You were my little happy thought
I would get lost
Smoking cigarettes
Thinking of you
But
Your sun turned off
I am slowly drifting away
I do not love you anymore as I used to do
I touch your hands
Mine are cold.
You were my little happy thought
I would get lost
Smoking cigarettes
Thinking of you
But
Your sun turned off
I am slowly drifting away
I do not love you anymore as I used to do
I touch your hands
Mine are cold.
Published 9th Nov 2024
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