Alone
A shelter of a different kind
An echoed verse no one will find
A promise carved in a heart of stone
The world revolves
Untouched, alone
Words of love on rancid breath
The ambience a silent death
But beneath the shelter of the sky
Is where you’ll find the will to cry
Forgotten dreams, long put to bed
The silent screams, of hearts that bled
But in the quiet of the night
When we think of all unsaid
We grasp the dying of the light
And give up the ghost instead
For in truth we know not what we do
But to who we are we must stay true
And if by chance we do atone
The world revolves untouched, alone
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