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Some days, the air carries that familiar tinge. I

Some days, the air carries that familiar tinge.
I try to hold myself together, but still cringe.

Some days, the morning rays make me cold.
Memories try to make me drift and I withhold.

Some days, your face does not leave my eyes.
I look for passion in a lovely bundle of lies.

Some days, the time pauses in my mind.
I try but not every memory can be left behind.  #somedays #yqbaba #poetry #lostlove #love #missing #memories #musings
Some days, the air carries that familiar tinge.
I try to hold myself together, but still cringe.

Some days, the morning rays make me cold.
Memories try to make me drift and I withhold.

Some days, your face does not leave my eyes.
I look for passion in a lovely bundle of lies.

Some days, the time pauses in my mind.
I try but not every memory can be left behind.  #somedays #yqbaba #poetry #lostlove #love #missing #memories #musings