.The x's on, the calendar are,
losing their ink.
The zippers on your amber eyes, everynight are,
Losing their blink.
I count down the days here,
You wear out your ways here,
I can't see anything,
Except the grey,
And I'm sorry for that.
The same old fights,
Throu.
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