I was looking in the basement through Andrew's stuff, then found my English Journal and decided to read through it and found this.
Stars stand deep within the dark night sky
I never knew you like I wish I had
And maybe it's true that we all at some point
Just fade out as time passes us by
Maybe it's not
The sound of silence is all that speaks in our mourning hours
As the heavy feeling of losing what you love
Creeps its way into the holes of your broken heart
This track has played once before
With the quiet, melancholy rhythm
That tries to take the pain away
And mend the tears of your splitting sanity
Last hopes and dreams
Falling through the cracks
Like simple words on white paper being ripped apart
And thrown to the air
Like snow on All Hallow's Eve
Disheartening,
Unfair,
I'm a prisoner to this utter loss of words.
If only these moments
We could ever share
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