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Friday, January 18, 2008
Winter without Autumn
My inside all turned to ash, so slow.
And blew away as i collapsed, so cold.
A black wind took them away from sigh.
And the darkness over day, that night.

And the clouds above move closer.
Looking so dissatisfied but the heartless wind keep on blowing.
I used to be my own protection, but not now.
Cause my path has lost direction.
Somehow, a black wind took you away from sight
And now the darkness over day, that night.

So now you're gone and i was wrong.
I never knew what it's like to be alone

My mind has lost direction somehow, on WinterAutumn's ending

i love you, always

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