And Down and Down

I enter December smiling but alone.

Fearing my old new habits

and who I’ve become.

I’m doing great,

looking down and down,

and down  I don’t go anymore.

I no longer rhyme,

because you liked that

and you’re not mine

no longer. No longer you’re mine.

But I wish you were

so I could be warm tonight.

 

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