Stark white walls
Frame your face
So well
It’s like waking up
Unfamiliar pushed aside
Unexpected visions leaving bookmarks in your mind
Regret is thoughts of you
And a clock that reads 4 AM
It doesn’t have to be bad luck
But it’s always easier to explain
Regret is thoughts of you
And an empty picture frame
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