Standing here, alone.
Alone, with my thoughts,
Alone, in this realm.
Left here by you,
Gone forever to this lonesome life,
Because you left me.
How could you do this?
Standing here, alone.
Alone at your stone,
Alone in this fog and cold.
The flowers have wilted from when I last came,
My tears have dried on the ground,
Everything I see is clouded by your memory.
Why were you taken from me?
Standing here, alone.
Alone, looking up to the sky,
Alone, but I want to see you again.
I wonder how you are,
Up there in Heaven,
Living an eternal life away from darkness.
Will we see each other again?
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The Battle
KöltészetTwo sides, Stuck in an eternal dance, To fight, to win, to live, to lose, to die. A dance not for the faint of heart, But for the bold and courageous. Both going for the heart, To take it out, and be the first to spill blood. For an eternity has th...
