Moments, never meant to last.

Left standing in the shadows,

Staring at the moments past,

Yearning for the seconds,

That were nae meant to last,

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The friend you never knew you wnated,

Felling came and went so fast,

left to the road, no love to keep me warm,

I am the homeless wayfarer, the outcast.

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For simpler times, and meaningless chat,

Topics and scenery so vast,

And all my friends who left me standing,

With nothing but sour memory's of the past.