blur

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the bitter cold
there was a still silence
my sunflower feelings gone

the rain patter growing old
though quiet it was tense
i just wanted to be alone

there wasn't a complete reason why
sleeve covering my once raw heart
i just wanted to cry

you watched me fall apart
before in a blur you walked out the door
and i was left to my crushing thoughts once more

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