When the room becomes suddenly bare
Tracing shadows means noting
Living anew is the next big thing.
Leaving behind all that had been
A life once loved is now forsaken
Years of fond memories fade in separation
The love once cherished reached its expiration.
Breaking free is no freedom at all
Especially when you hit your hardest fall
But there are better things than misery
Life must go on as it should be.
The night seems like eternity
Sleep is a far fetch reality
The mind wanders in circles of nothingness
The body succumbs into restlessness.
The morning sun promises a new beginning
Life still breaths and not dying
What had been lost was a thing of the past
Cease the day and run wildly in the dust.
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