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The Cycle
Try to see to find a place
Where your soul once soared
Now burned into mind a heart
A pain so sharp of clawed
No feelings or colour to hold her hand
The days go by in grey
A heavy cloud hangs over her
The rained washes all hope away
The darkness will not blanket her
The past comes knocking on her dreams
Drowning in the cycle
The days are full of silent screams
Her love a step to far away
Separated by worlds of dark and light
To remain alone in worlds of grey
Never ending cycle of day and night
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