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Empty
Walking through these empty halls
The memories of laughter echo off the walls
Memories of what once was, and what will never be again
And I long for what I had then
Dust clings to the abandoned table
Where friends gathered so long ago, it seems like an ancient fable
Laughter no longer fills these rooms
And they are as silent as darkened tombs
The emptiness is haunting
Company is all my heart is wanting
But the phone never rings, and the doorbell lays dormant
What did I do to deserve this torment?
I wait, hoping for the slightest sign
That they haven't forgotten me like a useless shrine
But as the clock ticks my life away
My hope slowly begins to decay
Why does it always end like this?
With me sinking to the bottom of the abyss
While everyone else finds happiness
I am trapped in this never ending emptiness
The memories of laughter echo off the walls
Memories of what once was, and what will never be again
And I long for what I had then
Dust clings to the abandoned table
Where friends gathered so long ago, it seems like an ancient fable
Laughter no longer fills these rooms
And they are as silent as darkened tombs
The emptiness is haunting
Company is all my heart is wanting
But the phone never rings, and the doorbell lays dormant
What did I do to deserve this torment?
I wait, hoping for the slightest sign
That they haven't forgotten me like a useless shrine
But as the clock ticks my life away
My hope slowly begins to decay
Why does it always end like this?
With me sinking to the bottom of the abyss
While everyone else finds happiness
I am trapped in this never ending emptiness
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