A/N: I wrote this after watching "Jupiter Jazz Part 2". I didn't see Part 1, but the second half just made me wanna write. As you can guess, it's from Spike's POV.


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I don't know where I'm going
Doesn't really matter to me
Fly high above the celestial mountains
Glide low across the endless black sea


In the morning I look
And see myself in the broken mirror
It reflects my inner soul
Crying out its calls for her


In the afternoon's bright glow
Its fire doesn't warm the cold inside
I'm numb, distant, bleak...
Only wanting to run but knowing I can't hide


In the evening I feel
Sadness and regret in my heart
There and gone before I can comprehend
Why we were ever apart


In the midnight hour
I lay in bed thinking sound
Wondering silently the tears that have fallen
Drifting off into sleep, always lost and never found


And in the morning I look
Into the broken mirror
With the different colored eyes and know
Things will never be as they once were....



SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY.....