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Where are you ?
Where are you ?
The days are growing grey,
and the nights so dark and cold.
Where are you?
You traveled to many ports of call,
enjoyed many adventures.
Met many people
and seen many miricles.
Where are you ?
The world is grey and cold
and growing darker by the day.
Where are you?
You seemed to wither
and drift away.
The light all but fading away.
Where are you?
Cant you see the little hearts
waiting for thee?
Cant you feel the sun
trying to warmly light your way?
Can't you hear the birds
singing there songs of joy?
Or the soft sounds of the wind
trying to lure you to follow?
Where are you?
Are you locked deep in the cellar
of the recesses of your mind?
Or are you hiding in the forest
where you always found life to be fine?
Where are you my friend I hope to see you soon,
for life without you has been cold and grey.
Wont you please come out and play?
where are you ?
by Gypsy Amria 10/10
The days are growing grey,
and the nights so dark and cold.
Where are you?
You traveled to many ports of call,
enjoyed many adventures.
Met many people
and seen many miricles.
Where are you ?
The world is grey and cold
and growing darker by the day.
Where are you?
You seemed to wither
and drift away.
The light all but fading away.
Where are you?
Cant you see the little hearts
waiting for thee?
Cant you feel the sun
trying to warmly light your way?
Can't you hear the birds
singing there songs of joy?
Or the soft sounds of the wind
trying to lure you to follow?
Where are you?
Are you locked deep in the cellar
of the recesses of your mind?
Or are you hiding in the forest
where you always found life to be fine?
Where are you my friend I hope to see you soon,
for life without you has been cold and grey.
Wont you please come out and play?
where are you ?
by Gypsy Amria 10/10
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