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I close my eyes at night without you I open my eyes in the morning still without you. All alone. A heart that beats without meaning A soul that weeps forever A life that seems so wasted. An "I" without a "you". I. So alone. |
Truth Beauty. Which makes us what? Wanderers in between just searching for what cannot be found is it not already there. Wanderers searching for hope in a lie for love in a dream for life in another world.. |
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