Far away
Everyday is a struggle i feel so alone,
love me or hate me is what I always say,
but at the end of the day love is too far away.
This place I live in is a house and not a home.
I try and I try but I feel like im in a dome.
You're looking down on my with those big blue eyes,
I know the day I meet you again it willl be a great prize.
So have fun far away i'll be there soon
I cant believe you've been gone since last June.
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