On these sleepless nights. Lying awake, looking at moon's light. My mind rehearses and reverses. I think of what was and what could have been, I think I missed what I should seen. On these sleepless nights. In the hour-less heights of my minds own broken flights. My mind reverses, and coerces, To try and make everything right. But what i missed Is that blissful kiss. And I twist, For the one who always leaves, And of whom I still think about every on eve. I the romancer, She the dancer.

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