Smiles turned up, smiles turned down
And still the world doesn't stop
Turning, burning, wobbling flop
An age ago I was not here
Nor were you but in the mirror
This day had come and gone before
And sayeth the heart, nevermore
The thought of you an action for me
A bleeding heart left to its scream
Tears streaming down my face
Another human running in place
Pitter patter more thoughts scattered
Mumble, jumble words get tattered
Love lost blowing in the breeze
All the joy caught up in the trees
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