Here starts my slow sorrow,

towards dawn I see my ending.

Where I, a lost soul, was trapped

as I stopped pretending.

To as I hear my symphony

while I watched you in the morning.

You are my reason, only season,

as winter was my mourning.

While time reflects like a mirror

I see the the stranger in me.

Where I believe in a new morrow

I wish, upon the death, for a world without she.

As I was estranged, in October stroll,

if time was lost, I would plea;

“through my eyes you see my past

therefore, the end would agree.”

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