facing west, waiting for the sunrise
empty midnight sky, full of stars
clammed up streets with busy cars
i yearn for your beautifully bedraggled guise
as i remember the fierce smell of your perfume
it gently calms me down
you are a million miles away
yet nobody could ever be this close
chaos in this peaceful twilight
annihilation of my broken sight
as i sway steadily
filthy pictures painted perfectly
winter becomes quietly warm
flowers spring on fall with your charm
i don't believe in magic
until you came and took me to pacific
<3 Manganese
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