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Empty Spaces
There’s no home
No home for me anymore
The storm is rolling in
The bridges are burned
Battered by wrong choices
Never listened to warnings
The ill fated paths
Are haunting me now
No one to come home too
Bared walls of empty rooms
Ghosts of laughter
Are just fading echoes
The memories whisper
The mind regrets
Holding on to nothing
That makes sense
Time has gathered pace
Can’t catch up with reality
Wonder if I ever will
No guiding hand in the dark
What strength there was
Has seeped away
Left with empty spaces
That are too much to fill
No home for me anymore
The storm is rolling in
The bridges are burned
Battered by wrong choices
Never listened to warnings
The ill fated paths
Are haunting me now
No one to come home too
Bared walls of empty rooms
Ghosts of laughter
Are just fading echoes
The memories whisper
The mind regrets
Holding on to nothing
That makes sense
Time has gathered pace
Can’t catch up with reality
Wonder if I ever will
No guiding hand in the dark
What strength there was
Has seeped away
Left with empty spaces
That are too much to fill
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