Long and dreary, the road stretches on.
A warm dusk it is, but the warmth in your heart is gone.
There's pain in your eyes, disbelief on your face,
That dream has escaped, you've lost the chase.
Dragging your feet, trudging along,
There's no end in sight, you're no more that strong.
The shadow of your past trails close behind,
The wounds are still fresh, they have been unkind.
Desperate with hope, it nudges you to answer,
Will the pain ever go? Does it ever get better?
You've tried to go back, you've spent hours crying,
Your love seems like a lie, but do you stop loving?
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