Lonely Nights

My heart is a mess
I’m afraid of confronting myself
What a day, what a night!
A mad chase after rainbow and spring.
Will I ever catch-up?
I am sick-tired of holding on to these lonely nights
What I need is a hand to hold
What I have are these shackles and cold
How can I let go?
When these are all that I have got…

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