poem I

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im down on my knees
and i needed you to be my guard

but what do i do when they're gone
when i'm all alone?
not just alone but on my own

when the clouds seek for shelter
when the sea flows back
when the flowers roll up for the night

when the sun leaves us
and the world goes silent

like there's no one alive anymore

will you still be there
or
were you just alive for them

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