Empty, vacant days
I see them coming,
And my happiness fades
Long, beautiful days,
Here for now, but they never stay
Dark, solemn days,
Penetrating my soul in ways,
That leave me unaware of your gaze
* * *
Endless, echoed nights,
I feel them coming,
And I search for the light
Cold, neglegent nights,
Never completely out of my sights
Vast, Shadowed nights,
Without the stars that shine so bright,
The blackness filling my heart with fright
* * *
Cold Solemnity (that)
Echoed Longing (upon)
Shadowed Beauty
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Vast Emptiness (and)
Endless Neglegence (breeds)
Vacant Darkness
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