To Noone
The weather never
Halts its weary tred
And shivering in extacy
My footsteps echoed by the sea
I'm silhouetted
By the wounds I've bled
Those silent happy memories
Are slipping now away from me
The days bleed by
In parties all night long
The words that spoke of innocence
Are lying dusty on the shelf
A simple smile
A shoulder to cry on
Are long departed: Rest in peace
I'll wake you no more from your sleep
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