Empty handed
Hanging on to broken cliffs
With nowhere to go
Lose your grip
Swept away by the ocean waves
To places i cannot tell
And of course it hurts
To say goodbye, dear old friend
I guess a part of me is gone
I guess a part of me died back then
But still a part of me is here
Hiding my thoughts to see things clear
Lost by the sea
Tied back to back
Blue circles turning black

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