the scent of autumn fills the air with soft cold hands you stroke my hair and tell me that somehow you do still care our summer fling did in the end turn my love songs into foolish laments i m embarrassed at what women do to men i m lying on the floor i wonder why you do not love me anymore say it isn t so when you first appeared that summer s day i was starry eyed and blown away i never thought a thing like this could break but after a while we had frequent fights and during sex you turned off the lights then afterwards said nothing just kept quiet i m lying on the floor just wondering why you do not love me anymore say it isn t so
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