5 days
I lost the words
The tingle in everything you heard
I lost the letters
That made whispering to you that much better
Words that touch your heart
Every sigh and breathe
In life till death
Neither shalt do us apart my love
If I'm silent and lost
If I'm scrambling in fiction
Scrambling for diction
Looking for answers
while bandaging blisters
I'll still be your mister
This morning
And the morning after
With or without an answer
The tingle in everything you heard
I lost the letters
That made whispering to you that much better
Words that touch your heart
Every sigh and breathe
In life till death
Neither shalt do us apart my love
If I'm silent and lost
If I'm scrambling in fiction
Scrambling for diction
Looking for answers
while bandaging blisters
I'll still be your mister
This morning
And the morning after
With or without an answer
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