Black Sunday night

The train moves slowly throughout the night

I did not expect to meet you again

Empty spaces around us reminds about

What once could have been

I left you in rage

But now we meet again

Randomly

When we are both trying to put our

Life together

In a world filled with snow

And empty promises

 

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