RIDE

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Alone in the wilderness
Warmth too far away
No one to show me kindness
I see winds make my decisions sway

The sun does not rise the moon not so bright
Snowy mountains like isolated life
Leaves cut through me like a knife
My shadow gives me fright

Silence makes me miss the fights
Solitude reminiscent of scars
Urging me to not hold my heart tight
For someone to play it like a guitar

Despite,
I wouldn't trade this peace for momentary happiness
Not my scars for a pretty smile
Goodness will never shine on me with it's brightness
If I gave an inch I'll lose a mile

So even if I'm sad and quiet
Not clothes to hide
You said beauty, not quite
But I'll enjoy this ride
And Never stop albiet
I am dead inside.

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