A soft, melancholy day...
The sun gives the illusion of warmth, yet the breeze begs to differ...
Waking hazily from a dream...
Realizing things are EXACTLY how they seem...
Waiting on my knees for this year to end...
Change is as sure as the night and the wind...
The surreal is now real as I walk through the door...
Guess I'll sift through my hopes scattered across the floor...
The sun gives the illusion of warmth, yet the breeze begs to differ...
Waking hazily from a dream...
Realizing things are EXACTLY how they seem...
Waiting on my knees for this year to end...
Change is as sure as the night and the wind...
The surreal is now real as I walk through the door...
Guess I'll sift through my hopes scattered across the floor...
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