A life lived elsewhere,

No need to explain.

I sit alone here waiting,

Like storm clouds bleeding rain.

I’m free as silver song birds,

Entombed in magic stone.

Forever trapped inside a lie,

Although my wings are grown.

I await the warmth of summer,

To ease my bitter pain.

I long to have you close to me,

To feel your love again.

So I have to breathe,

Though I can’t go on,

Yet still I raise a smile.

Because to me the walk’s worth every step,

Yes, your laugh’s worth every mile.

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