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scratching out words of love in the sand
watching the wind erase it without lifting a hand
words she'll never see 
words I'll never repeat 
I stare up at the gloomy sky
there'snot a single star in sight as the perpetual 
darkness fall's
I wonder does the coming of night torment her aching soul
as it does mine
does she stare out into the nothingness wishing I was there
as loneliness mocks
does she scratch out words of love in the sand
watching the wind erase it without lifting a hand
words I'll never see 
words she'll never repeat