A empty need
gnawing inside
of something half remembered
now loss to me
Grasping at memories
slipping so far away
once they were closer
then they were mine
Outside rain is falling
barely wets the ground
now it is too little
and it is too late
Bleak lies the landscape
far as I can see
washed out the colors
faded like memories
Long days spent waiting
endlessly all the same
one just like another
more faded slipping away
Somehow I am needing
what I do not know
empty I am waiting
watching the gray sky
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