i no longer wait under the rain
beneath your balcony
i no longer send you kisses
and sing those love songs
i see your shadows
in the covers
i see you look down
and wonder
i promised you
a 100 days
you tell me we'll see
so see this sweetbum
me, walking out
not looking back
not wanting
i have my 99 days
of perhaps and perhaps
that is enough for now
and tomorrow is a day away
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