Silent Sounds of Isolation
Im sorry i couldnt stay
when you needed me most...
now i have to go through this empty life without your hand in mine.
Those CURSE'D hands of time.
How they go on.
Leaving you behind.
And i go through this life alone.
haunted by your absence...
the silent sounds of isolation...
waiting...
hoping...
that you would cross space and time...
that i would wake and you would be in these lonely arms of mine...
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