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Alone Again
I mourn not the passing of the day
Nor the night that lost its soul to the break of dawn
But 'twas the death of the thousand dreams
That never once turned real
One almost did come to life
But feelings fade and so again it died

Here I am again, alone and desolate
With bleeding heart and weary look
I walk my path where my footprints show
The farther I get, the faster I would forget
The bleak past I would see no more when I am dead

By Little Star

© 2009 Little Star (All rights reserved)


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