As I walk through the shadows of time
I never thought this life of mine
Complicated, full of struggles and sorrow
I had realized that I need a life of joy to borrow
The loneliness that I feel
In the darkness of my solitude
Nobody knows the pain that I bear
In my world that is so hard to explain
Wounds in my heart that needs to be heal
So deep, so hurtful, and so real
That cuts in the threshold of my flesh
And invades to my soul of sadness
The searching continues to hound
As the shadows of my soul abound
To the chamber of misery and despair
That grips to the inner self of solitaire
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