Lost Lovers Meeting

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Sat at the table

As you glued on the label

I sat silent

So how are you two

I ask who

She asks me and him

Not too dim

How about you

Nothing new

I can hardly hear you

But I didn't care too

Because just the tone

Left me not so lone

Reminiscing the gentle whispers

Now you tell me all the misters

Please stop

The bell rings

As the birds sing

Rain was coming

We depart

With broken heart

I hope you find happiness

Me, I am less

I watch you disappear in the crowd

Just like that

I am a ghost again

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