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In one sunday morning I ponder beneath the sceneries

In every existence of my being might someone value in vain

Under the influence of cannabis I write this experience

Of me remembering her in the hallway crying

I did not notice till now that I was in this shitty situation

Having me put myself in someone's shadow

I thought I was in her eyes all this time but in some occasion,

Struggles between my brain I cannot follow

Has she truly given him up or am I just convincing myself

That we are together but looks like just a temporary hangover

Was I the intro of her goddamn journey on happiness

Or am I just an ad lib to her continuous pursuit of him forever

[=]Pause