The Day


Long are these days, cold are these nights
Filled with emptiness, black and white
Weight on my shoulders, pain in my chest
Hoping you will know, I'm doing my best
Search and searching, one dead end to another
Everywhere I look, just darker and darker
The day I succeed, will be my first day of rest
The day will bring me peace, without pain in chest
The day my journey ends, I can rest my aching feet
The day I finally find you, my life will be complete
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