I am 13 shades of great after being with you
I am 18 shades of blue after parting for more than a day
And what is this witness inside my heart
stiffly reminding me to not even start
to seek you
Bandied the witness that you weren't true
Cuddled wisps of memories I could construe
And when all the laughing stopped
Frantic I ran for the schnapps
The bottle is the picture of our addiction
Knowing it will empty is our affliction
Still full bellied thirsting with all our desire
We long for The Water and God that's a fire
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