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Yesterday

 

floating past the days of innocence

wondering how my life will ever end

searching for a way to make some sense

but still alone

 

smiling at the times we shared our hearts

laughing at the way you'd always start

regretting every day we were apart

and still alone

 

dreaming of the time that was beautiful

yearning for the way i felt before

visiting her grave,

praying to see her face,

oh, to fill the space she left inside

i'm still alone

i'm still alone

i'm still alone