When I first awoke on this cold winter day,
I knew not who I was, no feeling, and I could not recall a thing,
The light stung my eyes as i focused on the sky,
It was the brilliant setting sun, that made nothing in this place feel right.
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those summer days seem so clear to me
holding on to you, yes you, held on to me
these welcome thoughts of you
happiness is what you swore to me
tone of your voice made me believe
and now I'm....

numb,
there is no pain
not for me
not anymore
oddly comfortable and almost at peace
this crimson ground on which i lay

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