I stepped onto the train
Drenched with November Rain
Still feeling some of the pain
From years ago, of similar feeling
On my skin, on my mind
You left
When we were young
and full of hope and dreams
of no concerns of future
living in the now
of each others
touch, smell, glance and smile
All of that came back
in a moment without a warning
and you
were here with me
in the shadow of a smile
from a familiar stranger
The broken smile
as if you mock
the pain
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