I lost it
I lost it almost 3 years ago and I feel like I can't live without it anymore
I can't live I don't feel like myself
Cemetery deer.
We are still waiting for you
Where stories rest but memories never fade
In the misty breath of autumn’s gloom,
Stone crosses stand as guardians of time,
Whispering prayers in a tongue of doom,
Where leaves still dance in silence sublime.
The quiet hangs heavy, a mourning song,
Voices of past in the trees concealed.
The earth beats softly, where memories throng,
And shadows of hope in the fog are revealed.
I see childhood
I wanna go... and never come back...
If you find me...
Please...
Please...
Leave me in the night...
there’s nowhere to go.
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The rope is already hanging
The noose is tightening
One final breath
Eyes stare dimly into the distance.
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