High Noon
by: Surreal As Sunlight
Here is where I can't see the sun
It's dark, but this is where I'm trapped.
Your figure looms tall
Blocking the light
Suffocating through dark air.
I can't see, but I can hear her eyes smiling
So bright, that you know
But when you don't give it your all
It will be high noon
And I'll be free of this
Because you won't be standing so tall
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