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Naked
It's times like these
They tell me I'm crazy
Do I talk to the walls?
I think they tell me
Remind me about you
Make sure I never forget
The desperation
I remind myself
Of what we used to have
How I miss you
And your shaggy mop of
Blond hair
You used it to hide
Those eyes
Blue, tranquil
They’re windows to your soul, you know?
But I don’t need any openings
I can already see you
To me
You are naked