How silent this night
The echo of my soul to bite
How long the tears from eyes to cheek
I could not tell nor measure Hell
In the vastness of my loneliness.
Memories of loves now faded
Heartaches in portraits painted
Visions in which warmth was gained
The pain inside now well trained
In the vastness of my loneliness.
How quiet now this trembling moment
The falling tear weak but noble
Awaits again the stretching dawn
To meet a cold unwelcome morn
In the vastness of my loneliness.
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