A whisper came out of the shadows
I looked for the sound
But, I could not find anyone,
I knew in my heart he was there
Hiding beneath the black sheet
Of the darkness that covered my room,
I called out like an idiot
Are you there?
Well, of course he was not!
It was my imagination
Running wild and crazy
And I was lost in anguish,
Gone were the good times
No more laughter will be heard
It's all over now,
I won't sit and whine
Move on and on
Until I regain the happiness I lost…
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