ahh... the ambivalence... the magic that you once felt... you want it back it again...
ahh... the ambivalence... the passion that you once had... it refuses to resurface...
ahh... the ambivalence.... the things that went right... just wont go right anymore...
ahh... the ambivalence... perhaps the freedom that you have now... you don't want to let go...
what lonely hours... the evening shadow springs...
what lonely hours... with memories lingering...
like faded flowers... they can't mean anything...
when you're alone.. who cares for studded skies
when you're alone... the magic moonlight dies
maybe you no longer love the evening shadow springs.. the studded skies... the magic moonlight... the memories....
ahh..... the ambivalence....
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