As I walk by them, I can only smile
with my eyes.
Sinister as is this time
No festive spirit can kindle my heart warm,
I miss the embrace
The good old wine.
Waiting for the days to get brighter,
Hoping for some sunshine in my world.
A shot of life is what I'm waiting for.
Shot to my freedom from this cage.
Waiting for the warm Sun
and hugs from her, my gentle soul
My guardian angel miles away from here.
Hope the Sun shines on her, makes her spirit smile.
It's been a long time since I've smiled,
It's getting dark and cold.
The fireplace has no fuel to kindle my spirit up.
Waiting for the Light to enter this world.
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