It is in the times of cold and broken hearted that I know I’m alone
It is in the times of pain and sorrow that I know I cry
It is in the times of anger and hate that I feel burnt
It is in the times when your not there that I would die

It is when the winds blow,
And I feel frozen
It is when the rain falls hardest,
And I can’t see the fading light
It is when I’m alone

It is when the pain screams out,
And I hear only the darkness
It is when the crowds of the dead regroup,
And I fell lost
It is when I cry

It is when the flame in my eyes grow,
And all I see is turned to red
It is when my body shakes with hate,
And I run to hide
It is when I feel burnt

It is when you leave me here all alone,
With the darkness all around
I cry knowing I’m cold
I bleed knowing no other way to escape
All I can bare to say is.. I miss you…

 
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