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One Day Too Late

I'm cold, lost What's right, how do I feel tonight Random questions accompanied by uneasy answers a disclaimer upon my heart: do not restart The environment to encompass me shades its vibrant tinted hues to scenes of black and white What is this sadness to rush over me is my comprehension beginning to turn stale Is the world trying to tell me something as I hear the wind violently slap my ear forcing my gaze to descend upon the grass to the cold hard fact: I'm one day too late the girl I love is gone How can this be I was so obsessed with the writing on the wall I didn't hear what they were trying to say One single tear followed by a waterfall I'm an empty shell and I can't look away The sky now has my attention, a storm to brew I try to scream for it to rain on me but I get hail instead my balance is lost as rocks greet my knees I curse the world for taking away what made this lone wolf feel like he was finally at home but the world curses me in return a smug smirk upon its face I shout in anger, in sorrow a spear in the face of someone I loved I shout in silence, a bargain to be made so I plead with the forces who stole my love here take me instead, I'd rather not see her all alone but lightning strikes, her body now ashes a quick flash, a maniacal laughter to follow a not no subtle sign that I'm now all alone

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