lament
The wind is gone
with wings of steel
gone like a breeze
left with stale air
no trace of scent
there goes a friend
gone off on a jet plane...
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a spectacle of the past
emerged before my eyes
oh the nostalgia and memories
bring back tears to my heart
and a mind full of lamenting
a second's worth of vision
an eternity's worth of song
to remember that single moment
where fate strung a helpless me
on the chords of romance
and onto the beat of sorrow
for i cannot touch what i want
the journey is still far
but at this time it seems
all too far away
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