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Anguish
The pained winds continue to blow
Down and down my soft neck
The prosaic mist that shrouds me
The dark days are still left
So I walk down the aisle
with no one saying hello
and I sit down and smile
as I weep gently and cry below
The numb integriy kept me waiting
and the silent laughs are supressed
I kept asking and asking
for all that i couldnt leave behind
And so I pine for a good friend
And so I ask for a soothing sigh
And so I ask for my time back
And so I say goodbye.
