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Dark and Empty Hall
I walk this dark and empty hall,
Alone with my thoughts.
That can be good,
Or bad,
Depending on my state of mind when I come here.
I walk this dark and empty hall,
Alone with my thoughts.
Listening to my memories,
Like whispers in my ear,
Telling me things that I sometimes wish to forget.
I walk this dark and empty hall,
Alone with my thoughts.
Faces of people I once knew,
Flash before my eyes,
Bringing back tears that were once dried.
I walk this dark and empty hall,
Alone with my thoughts.
I stop and put on my headphones,
Momentarily leaving the hall,
Before coming back with music in my ears,
To drown out the whispers.
I walk this dark and empty hall,
Alone with my thoughts.
Flashes still play before my eyes,
Like watching a movie from the past,
But there is no sound,
Just the sad music playing in my ears to match my mood.
I walk this dark and empty hall,
Alone with my thoughts.
My mind is like a maze,
This is just one section,
This dark and empty hall.
I come here to think,
To reflect,
So I won`t forget.
To remember the times I had
With people I once knew.
I walk this dark and empty hall in my mind,
Alone with my thoughts.
Praying they remember me,
As I remember them.
Now I walk this bright and crowded hall,
No longer alone with my thoughts.
People surround me on all sides,
People who I care about,
And who care about me.
People in the present,
And whom I shall not soon forget.
I walk this bright and crowded hall,
No longer alone with my thoughts,
But with friends,
Laughing and talking.
Smiling,
As I make new memories.
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