Lost in December

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I still remember

The days of November

Wrapped in your arms

Soaked in love


A peaceful slumber


The brown in your eyes

Brighter than the blue sky

You sway to the music


While I die


One kiss

Neurotic bliss

But you like her better

And I'm left in abyss


Up so high


May be

You were right

The world is

Null and void

I am but an ember


Lost in December

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