March 30, 2010
i walk alone, lookout to the water, skipping stones and
as my hand empties i realize where i should be and there's
no one next to me, like there was not long before
walking beside me down the sandy shore
your missing, now i'm all messed up
can't find you the world's too much, turning black and white
the color's gone and so are you
gotta mystery on my hands, and i have no where to start
each day that ends in vain i lose a little bit more of my
heart and the world feels as if it's grown cold
as if heat was dependent on your hold
is every step i take in the right direction
should i move onto another section
did you run away? was there a note left to say
you love me but you need some time alone
i guess that deep inside i should known
but nothing seems to turn out right,
prove me wrong, please turn up alive tonight

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