Echoes – 1

The stark and barren morning world
That welcomes him at dawn
Is made of broken wishes and
The fact that she is gone

She’s gone and won’t be coming back
And all this luxury
Is nothing but a hollow shell
That masks his penury

Of all that makes a human so
The light of all who try
But in this barren morning world
There’s only emptiness and pride
Just vanity
And pride

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