lost, alone, betrayed....
what is there when a friends are ripped away?
lost days
lost ways...
a lost soul in a thick haze
5 feet from my bed room window.
almost too close,
you're to far.
a distance far worse then one of land
a distance of mind.
no sea can spread that far.
one or the other
she's the one
I'll be the other.
you'll never see this, it's my only way to morn. no other way to tell you a thing. I'm reaching out... hoping you'll reach back.
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