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Nothing adds up

I find myself lost but found
With my feet planted in the ground
Im flying high but with no wings
Singing loud but with no voice
I make a noise but yet its quite

The road i long it just three steps
I walk alone but with my crowd
In the dark we shall see light
Our time is short, lets stay a while
I have no plans so we have been told

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Your gone

Its a sobering notion knowing you are gone
We live our lives with this feeling so wrong
We look to the light and all that we see
Is you smiling face looking back on thee
Time has past but still no betters
We formed a whole in our hearts that cant be calmed
We toy the notion if you where here we see
But nothing comes not just for me
We look around to the places you be
But it is empty , nothing to see
We want to hold your hand once more
To hear you say , it will be never more
It breaks our heart knowing your gone
Why wont thee feelings go we want your song
The lights now dim and the air is cold we are now getting old
But the pain wont go it always shows
That we miss you why don’t you come home
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Lost in the woods

I find my self walking alone in the woods
Nothing around me just the bark ,trees and wood
I look in to the moon light and all i can see
Is the moon as he looks down on me
The further i walk the more that im lost
I look at my phone but the batteries are dead
I can even call you , to give me a lift
My body is tired now for it has been hours
I have no food or water , just a bunch of flowers
The thought of you waiting is driving me home
I wish i could call you ,i wish i was home
A few hour have passed now and i wish i was home
I want to hold you body a squeeze it in tight
In miss the smell of your sweet perfume scent
You hair , your hands and the letters you sent
The sun is now rising and the house i now see i cant wait to see you and feel you with me
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