As the hands of the clock kissed each other, the sound of midnight struck, a resonance causing dust to drift like snowflakes, across the moonlit room, landing ever so softly upon floor. The hours
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The things that occupy my troubled mind
Those things right there in front of me
It is that which I pine the most often for
At night, I lie there awake, just trying to sleep
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It’s not that I couldn’t
I just wouldn’t
When I said that I tried
It was clearly a lie
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In this dark chamber filled with lonely silence
My senses register only the faintest sound
The quiet echo of your heartbeat I'm reminded
Often I recall the magnificent years we found
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No, time itself didn’t stop…
But this hopeless heart did…
Speaking your beautiful words to me…
  It was only ‘hello’, but plenty enough
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I think about the times we had
and those we’ve yet to have
About your big brown eyes
and how they stole my heart
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The abandoned house had been silent, sitting there deep within the woods, untouched by pesky mortals for scores of years, with a confession weighing heavy upon its poor heart
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As I stand staring into the mirror
A silent reflection shows me its view
Of someone that seems very familiar
Or at least someone that I once knew
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It was an extraordinary journey
An awe-inspiring adventure
Back from the aqueous darkness
A realm soaked in splendor
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