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Your spirit still fills the air |
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Your voice is echoing in my head |
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Footsteps creeping through the house |
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I know you will come back |
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And I'm waiting patiently |
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Minutes become hours |
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Hours of nothingness |
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The clock is ticking, |
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Watching me in my loneliness, |
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Staring at the door, in hope you'll return |
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Counting minutes, days, months... |
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I can't stand this silence |
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Hours become years |
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Years of emptiness |
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Time'll be my murderer |
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Hands are its spies |
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Watching me in my senselessness |
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Sitting in my room all alone |
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Waiting... |
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Loneliness is killing me |
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Dying has begun |
