In solitude I have travelled lightyears

Clinging on to lost time, lost memories.

For the future I cannot behold

My sight cut off like falling autumn leaves

Tracing back steps in hopes of not to wilt

Oh these memories seem unpleasant in darkness

And in silence these voices turned meek

Missing footprints, I feel beneath my feet

The saddening cold turns into sickness

Not quite fable for I have felt this before

And in your presence all of this fade

Along with the blurry shadows of dawn

You’ve become a light, before this war of mine

I shed blood before I shed these tears.

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