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Sep 2013
And in that vacant lot
There is a beckoning bright light
That drenches and weighs
On everyone's shoulders.
Then everything was shattered
From a Siren screaming, lonely,
Looking for someone
And the sky cried for a new life,
A new beginning

While everyone hides
The Siren sings at night
Hoping to catch a lover or two
But hope has not yet reached her
And her head sinks

Now the Siren weeps
And waits for a kind soul
Who will comfort her eternally
Because she knows
Deep down
She is not alone.

I am alone.
Written by
Atlas
695
   --- and Luke Andrew Fetch
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