Monday, 16 February 2015

There was a time, not that long ago,
He took me by the hand
Ending all the loneliness inside.

Everything was out of whack
Now, when I am far away
Decisions that I make seem hollow.

I know that it is best, farther away
So on I keep walking.

Never forgetting what was,
Ever forgetting what will be,
Aching for release
Reminding me, the end is near.

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