Empty time
It is that time
The time that I realize
You are not mine
This thought leaves me alone
Broken-hearted, grief-stricken
And it makes my heart turn to stone
And I am hoping that if by chance
In the everyday comings and goings
You will spare me a glance
I look at you and find you cold
The partiality assaults me
It puts my life on hold
It is that time
The time that I realize
You are not mine
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