All alone herewith
Getting a bang out of loneliness
I’m stopping of being truly alive
Expressionless smile
Appoint the sorrow
Maybe it’s not so good of being always good
But I’m asking a time just for a while
Grabbing glorious weather
Embrace the pie in the sky
Once again.. even for a while
Perishable of mine
At least for now
Choices no with
Yearning for what I fall in love with
You, them and home
Should it be worst?
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