My days are lonely and the nights are
ghostly
I live at home like a shadow that weeps
mostly
When I am lamenting there is no one to
see
I am no longer the person that once was
me
My days are bare but my nights make
me hide
My pains and sorrows that I still feel
inside
My Pretty Lotus is now no more of this
world
She is in a place of no return in a
different world
All that I now have are her fond
memories
Those I cherish with pride in my loving
treasuries
I can surrender everything for one
moment of stay
I can live alone for her till she comes to
get me away.
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