Miss my scent when I'm away,
far into the sea.
If you think I want to play,
than you never knew me.Miss my smile when I go,
further in the clouds.
And if you really want to know,
come find me in those crowds.Miss my lips when I fly,
without kissing goodbye.
I know that you will try,
but you won't find me in the sky.Miss the old person I was,
despise the new one I became,
I will go just because...
I don't want to be involved in your game.
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Falling down
PoetryAnd when you keep falling down,darling you realize it's not worth it anymore ...