Inspired by Justin Vernon's Ring Out.
Some thing’s got me on the corner, and I am whimpering,
Somewhere deep inside the coat, I am weathering,
Wishing somehow you were near, ‘cause I am withering alone.
You arrived and ordered stout, I stared in wordlessness
I just kept noticing your mouth, and how your face just fit
Into every aching void, in what I’ve always missed some way.
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