Sitting all alone
The sun has gone down
I stare into the fire
And frown
What has happened to me
How could I turn into this
I so long for that little girl
She is the one I miss
I shift into a more comfortable position
Eyes unfocused, spirit lost and broken
My hands on the dark velvet of this chair
Mouth forming the words of love, unspoken
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