Enter The Poet - Needing A Word Of Praise
Dreams of Madness
The day held a chill, and was filled with sadness
The night was cold, filled with dreams of madness
I sought to pull you close, but the space was empty
I won the battle, only to stand alone with my dignity
The night was cold, filled with dreams of madness
I sought to pull you close, but the space was empty
I won the battle, only to stand alone with my dignity
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