Behind the Night Dress
Your path looked like stunned
While holding a beer
I heard your false tone
Your auras dissapeared
If I knew that
Words never returned
I never gave you a date
I was stunned
All the lamps were no longer shinning. Just a chair was turning dark. Maybe she was late to picked up something's left behind.
She was drunk
It didn't fit with the dress
Unfortunately, I was not be there for her
She kept any stories behind that dress
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