I am just a lonely scavenger lost in this wilderness.
I can't seem to find my love anywhere.
I am slowly losing faith in myself.
All of my worst fears are becoming true,
and all of my wants and needs just disappear.
I am so worn down and pour.
These are my rags, where are the riches?
Oh I miss the confront of our house,
I miss the love we built together,
and all the memories we created.
All the windows have been boarded up,
and we ran from all our adventures.
Now I walk with such regret.
I must be this bad person,
I guess I wasn't worth it, at all.
I remember fighting for us,
But I am now so sick and tired.
and I just don't care if it gets cold,
I am going until I am getting home.
How did I come this far?
I used to be so young, how did I get so old?
all these structures are falling down around me,
but I am not giving up until I have found your peaceful memory.Even if this house isn't a home anymore.
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