On the
day we met
On the
day we were
Right
in the month of nowhere
And in
the year of the end
I just
can’t say
What
I was that day
That
day hasn’t come yet
That
day isn’t here yet
I feel
like that one ache
The one
I once felt
When
she came to tear my soul
When
she came to tear my heart
When
she broke me
I feel
that way now
I feel
that same way
As I
lay my ink on this page
I could
only…
If I
could only see these words disappear,
If I
could only make it go away, but I can’t
My heart,
my soul, they just,
They
just explode here and I miss her,
Her the
one that was, the woman that is,
But even
more so the one, the woman that will be…
From the mind of Cogliostro
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