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Day by Day,
As time goes by,
I
notice people,
As they change.
Becoming more,
And Being
less.
Forgetting,
And Remembering.
And as I watch,
Those
same people,
Those I call friends,
Slowly drift away.
I feel
like,
They do not want to be,
Be friends.
They drift from
me,
Those I care for,
With all my heart.
And as the
change,
Changes their hearts,
It deadens mine.
My heart
becoming,
Less warm,
And more cold.
I feel like those,
Those
I love,
Though they care,
Also are drifting.
Drifting away
from me,
Leaving me here alone,
In this sea.
Alone I drift
now,
With my cold heart,
Drifting in this Sea of Fate.