your the warmth summer,
your the feeling of autum,
your the reason to stay close in winter,
and i don't think i've ever loved you more.
but i'm a lonely person, in a colossal world
a lone wolf, in a flock of birds.
and can only feel the motion of black, when your not around.
All i can see is perfection and my life flashes right behind my eyes.
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