ChiChi
My phone don't recognize your smile no more It's been about a week since I mentioned your name And yet when I'm under the blanket You creep under my eyelids as the night descends deeper into the dark Your smile is a recurring dream and your voice an ongoing audio And yet your face appears blur Maybe because the distance in real time Has manifest into this world outside our bodies And when the morning struck as she does I looked in the mirror expecting my features But I saw you where my reflection had ought to be
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