A cold stare
Flaked with deep seated resentment
Is all i receive back
Sweet smiles are no more
A stranger now receives my kiss
I am not sure
Even as i see her standing here
I reach closer
A step back and a turn
Disgusted by a kiss she once longed for
A love she called her own
All night in the cold
Waiting for love to rise again
And revive my soul
Like it was before the City
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