Me in this world
I walk a mile
But nothing in sight
In search for the lost me
I wonder what awaits
In this journey of mine
I travel alone
In the dark I reach out
But nothing is reached
Except for darkness
It's cold
I cried
No one came.
Alas the end is near
My end to be exact.
As I cry
I see a light
Just when my fire starts to fade
Just when I thought the end is near
You came for no reason
You changed me into something new
But all good things shall come to an end
And so is this happiness of mine
But till then I will enjoy this temporary happiness you gave me
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