This sunset is my own
Although I do not own it.
My sadness claws at my thoughts
Like nothing I do know
But my sadness is my own
As I sit I mumble softly to the sleet
Out there someone must know me
Like no one here does know
Someone soft and pure
Like an angel of light
They shall help from this plight
And teach me how as not to cry
How I wish to fly
To meet them where they lie
But for now I am on my own
How I hate to be alone
 
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