Heartache, pain.
As I stand hear on my own,
all is lost,and all alone.
My world crumbled at my feet,
left me standing with no defeat
The wind turns my flesh cold,
no one there for me to hold.
Each blow I began to break.
The earth began to shake.
The wetness I feel on my face,
tells my soul it was in the wrong place.
Everything I knew. Everything I know,
vanished away with one wind’s blow.
Threw the haze of my eyes, I could see.
A grave stone addressed to me.
Kneeling down by the new found stone,
I realized my soul was utterly alone.
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