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The city was filled with fog and murk
All I could see was white
All I could feel was a sharp winter breeze
But my palms perspired and my fingers trembled and my heart raced
And I paced
The love we shared was shattered in pieces
When I placed your photos in my book's creases
I was torn apart when it all ended
Badly crmupled and emty-handed
I knew it was the last goodbye
I have been through it all
From dawn to midnight
I survived the heartaches, bitte truths
And yet I am alive
I have been through it all
From a start to an end
I learned to walk, to run
He was a traveller
Someone I couldn't compel
To stay a little longer
Oh how beautifully
He seeped through my skin
Something more warmer
Than a summer morning's sun
The way my body responded
