As fall comes to an end, and winter nears, I can't help but to feel a sense of loneliness.
I sit on my favorite rock, under the leafless tree, gazing out at the open sea.
The cold breeze sends a chill down my spine and I begin to reminiscence of a time that once was.
Smiles ran rampant, always joyful and full or jeers, now, this pale beside me is not enough to hold the falling tears.
As I being to reminiscence, I sit here, on my favorite rock, under the leafless tree, gazing out at the open sea.
You are so close, yet so far away, I have attempted to reach out to you , yet still without your touch another day. How do I live? How do I survive? You are the air that I breathe, the blood running through my veins, I suppose I can't heal these many scars so I have made immense with the pain.
Still here I sit, on my favorite rock, under the leafless tree, gazing out at the open sea... ... ...
I sit on my favorite rock, under the leafless tree, gazing out at the open sea.
The cold breeze sends a chill down my spine and I begin to reminiscence of a time that once was.
Smiles ran rampant, always joyful and full or jeers, now, this pale beside me is not enough to hold the falling tears.
As I being to reminiscence, I sit here, on my favorite rock, under the leafless tree, gazing out at the open sea.
You are so close, yet so far away, I have attempted to reach out to you , yet still without your touch another day. How do I live? How do I survive? You are the air that I breathe, the blood running through my veins, I suppose I can't heal these many scars so I have made immense with the pain.
Still here I sit, on my favorite rock, under the leafless tree, gazing out at the open sea... ... ...
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