Refrain

The haunting melody of him

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He’s my dearest lyrics preacher

His songs were meant for me,
but I made myself deaf to believe
His lights were shunned solely to me,
but I’m too dreary in the gloom
His pure eyes were reflecting me,
but I didn’t dare to see into

He loved me once, but I let him down
He sailed away and I missed the boat
The sweetest melody turned into blues

Now he has long gone
Still, the strains of his songs echoed in me

Handwritten draft by the author