A curtain of tears is being drawn across the window on my life
And through it I had seen the sun; I had seen the light
And though I fought to stop those tears,
I am in darkness now.
What I see is what I touch, and as they grope around this room,
So familiar to me once,
my fingers feel its emptiness -
The empty space where love's torn out -
The cold where your warmth had been,
The gloom where your eyes had shone;
The shattered wreck of my world
Now that you are gone.
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