Perhaps

broken dreams seem to fade like a moon behind clouds
life drags you to unknown shores nobody ever visited before
so dull, darkness becomes an intimate friend of yours
left in the middle of a huge and empty and cold hall alone

no matter how hard you try, things won’t get any better
it’s the bitter time to accept defeat
not believing in God anymore, never did
but weren’t hopes for to end in joy

let’s walk into the forest together under tall trees
that surround us with awe
reach the lake and build a hut somewhere in between
perhaps we would love it

or each other..
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