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I will wander through life,
Never knowing what could have been.
He took her away so fast,
As quick as he did send.

This stone in my chest,
Now weights me to the ground.
I look for any meaning to this,
For me none can be found.

Now as I walk through life,
Never seeing the sky.
I have become nothing but a shell,
And not even wonder why.

I seek nomore mysteries,
I chase nomore dreams.
Truely I am already dead,
At least thats how it seems.

Till my forever comes,
For joy there will be nomore tears,
Nor a smile to come from me,
For all the rest of my years.