Enemy Of One

Dreaming off A silent Sky
walking On Those tragic Times
Sorry for those inconsistencies
craving for what used to be
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Time , Our Distant Enemy
Lost From Sight , I Believe Its Me
Days Come And Nights Just Follow
What is Lost Found Never To Be
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Drenched by thoughts of days we lived
Holding on to these lucid dream
Obscured by the future it seems
Watching as this silence between