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You name this if you like it, please?

Compose to me

the bittersweet symphony

of tears and laughter

rapping on my shoulder

 

you can to say

what your mind had jumbled out

you muted the heart

and numbed your lips

 

to be young again

to love so careless

like walking through the rain

with a folded umbrella

 

this apology is three years too late

you've been gone since then

a balloon that caught wind

and I, the careless child, caught in tearful reverie