Exhausted and alone,
In the silent night I feel the cold,
No one's around,
So I'm talking to myself,
In this missing feeling,
Wishing there's something I could hold,
I reach out into the darkness,
Feeling for a touch of kindness,
Nothing... There's nothing at all,
I grow tired and weary,
I grow weak and old,
Missing the pain of memory,
Missing the pain in my soul,
I seek solace in the night,
Playing my guitar to soothe,
The pain of missing someone,
The pain of missing you. - WontdieonE
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