The midnight wind, brought the cold to my bones
But it wasn’t the wind, that made my soul feel alone
It was the crushing absence, of no laughter at all
Not a footstep was heard, coming down the halls
The years have now passed, the voices now gone
Makes the house feel so cold, when one is all alone
But alone I must be, and a price I shall pay
For being kind and friendly, when I should walk away
Having friends and family, is great indeed
But when no one is around, the soul surely bleeds
Alone is my choice, For it is easier to bear
When the cold wind blows, and no one is there
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