Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken

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There are days when the sun doesn't come up in the skyline
I must've woken up at midnight
Days when the moon dies and hides behind the darkest clouds
Even Sirius refuses to shine
There are days when I can't find you
Days I can't stop think 'bout you
Days when I swear I see you walk by
But you've left me in this mundane world
Where your presence still lurks
In the back of my mind
Feel your hand in the back of mine
I think I must be losing my mind
But that's alright
If that's what it takes to have you mine
Let insanity wraps around my thoughts
Let me be wearing white
A room very much like my mind
Soft, white, cushioned
Where I talk to the walls
Where I talk to my love