Where

Where are we to go from here? The weed is gone, there's no more beer, The air is quiet, not a sound, The people have left, no one around, Your all alone, no one to guide you, Lost in a dream, yourself to find you , Wishing you could take it back, Surrounded by that deep space black, When you feel less then bright, Know that through darkness, comes light.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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