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Lost Honey
I was waiting for a hand
To catch up with mine
But my hand was left catching
December's cold
I look over to the place
where she used to stand
Not even a fallen pedal
but her scent still remains
So I...
To catch up with mine
But my hand was left catching
December's cold
I look over to the place
where she used to stand
Not even a fallen pedal
but her scent still remains
So I...
