the pin drop silence is all I have
and memories of that can't be undone
the wind blows by as I chose to stop
reminding me of the lessons taught
I stand still as time moves on
I stand still as time moves on
Isn't that what happens when souls die
Isn't that what happens when the sparks no longer fly
I know I can't stand here too long
I stand here to honor the gone
to feel the grief, to acknowledge the pain
to know that it shall never be the same
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