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06-09-2003 
“Loneliness” 
come and take a walk with me 
my oldest, closest friend 
the party's died, all have left 
except for you, and me, again 
lets not take the travelled path 
many lifetimes lost that way 
vivid paintings still burn my mind 
in brilliant shades of grey 
i feel you hold my hand again 
and yet there’s no comfort 
no warm shelter to hide myself, 
at least you bring no hurt 
now as we walk into the night 
bring my crying to a halt 
for as the tears run down my lips 
i no longer taste the salt 
my foe, my friend, my comfort zone 
nothing you expect me to do 
and in return I fear no scorn 
but you are no stranger, are you?