When midnight embraces the skies,
When desolation sits in,
I can hear silent bellows,
She screams for you,
She drowns in torment,
For no words can define the grief,
For the rain brings agony,
For she was left with nothing--
but a cold tombstone with an epitaph etched beneath your name.
What a world to live in--
without you in it.
Lost you forever.
In this life, we will never again encounter.
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 10:16 PM UTC
When midnight embraces the skies,
When desolation sits in,
I can hear silent bellows,
She screams for you,
She drowns in torment,
For no words can define the grief,
For the rain brings agony,
For she was left with nothing--
but a cold tombstone with an epitaph etched beneath your name.
What a world to live in--
without you in it.
Lost you forever.
In this life, we will never again encounter.
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