One quick glance she was gone,
Vanish within the air,
I traced her scent,
It only had made me work a run,
Now, I'm sitting under the full moon,
With watery eyes gleaming as I am broken ,
Images formed by the reflection in my eyes,
I see our wonderful past,
Alas, now I'm down with my hand rubbing my cheek,
Slugged the most all through-out the night,
Again under the drowsy moon blanketed with starry night,
My beloved Sony Ericson w800,
Yes you!
What would you be doing on such a quiet night,
You left me with no notice!
I'm broken within my heart,
You are lost,and to dammed my love had accompanied with you.
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