Sitting by the hope's door
In the long lonesome night
It feel's like,
the tree of my thoughts has shad it's leaves,
There's no moon, nor sun, no dusk, nor dawn
No anger, nor love, no hope nor dreams.
The paths that I've walked in these lifeless moments
I still can hear you whispers in my mind
Tears rolling down my checks
the pain of it all is so much that hardly I can breath
For the world of my life and the fate of my destiny,
Were you my Sweet
Maybe it was an illusion
I heard you walking away from me,
for we kept our emotions bottled up inside
you didn't ask-nor did I speak
Things remained unsaid, untold
Just like the roll of dice
Hearts turned to ice, lives became empty
Love faded away.
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