Wednesday, September 23

Alone

Purity once had a name,
And love once had a face.
Life once had a meaning,
And once I was safe.
Once there was joy,
And once I could laugh.
Happiness once was alive,
And once I had another half.
Once I shared his love,
Once I was by his side,
Once I felt I fitted,
So quickly that died.
His strength was so great,
His generosity so vast,
All I ever wanted,
Was for it to last.
Fate maybe had another plan,
Because it all fell apart,
The hand too big for the glove.
Now it's all died away,
Happiness, joy, love; all memories.
Now I walk alone in this dark, dark world,
With no light to guide my way.

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