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joy gone

In a dead garden, I sit alone,
Wondering where you had gone.
My heart so lonely, cold as stone,
Falling to the ground, done.
I know that all of this will never change,
It never did.
My life is never gonna be the same,
My joys and treasures hid.

Beside a withered rose I stand
My mind wandering steadily away.
I keep thinking of your hand,
Once around mine everyday.
I feel so broken, so alone,
I can’t take any more.
Only crimson remains on the rose’s stone
Where I had been before.

My books they burn into the night
Casting dark shadows all around.
The fire burns so bright,
Scares away the feisty hound.
I had been here once before,
Thinking silence was my favorite sound.
But now, I see the sadness I have in store,
And I realized that I looked for things I had never found.

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Little Box of Misery

Sitting by the window 
Wondering what to do 
And then, so suddenly, I think of you 

All the times that I cried in front of you 
All the times that we spent after stressful school 
All our sweet conversations 
Gone, blown away by the wind 

And so, 

Here I am in this little box of misery 
Here I am, trapped in my own thoughts 
Here I am, wondering what to do 
When I suddenly, so suddenly, I think of you 

Time, I need time. Oh that sweet thing of mine 
Time, I need time. To reclaim the things that are originally mine 

Here I am in my little box of misery 
Here I am, trapped in my mind 
Here I am, wondering what to do 
When I suddenly think of you. 
When I suddenly think of you. 

All the times we spent together, 
All the times we enjoyed, 
All the times of sorrow and pain, 
Will they ever come again?