There’s no spirit this season for me. I’m so far removed from what used to be. I crave a light in the dark; a flame, a candle..just a spark. If you’re like me just listen to the wail of the wind, with it sails the voices of souls akin. Tired and alone, without warmth to feel at all. So I’ll carry on like I was told, in winters breath I feel at home.
There’s no spirit this season for me. 
I’m so far removed from what used to be. 
I crave a light in the dark; 
a flame, a candle..just a spark. 
If you’re like me just listen to the wail of the wind, 
with it sails the voices of souls akin. 
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tylerpayne
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Alone on the Holidays.

There’s no spirit this season for me. I’m so far removed from what used to be. I crave a light in the dark; a flame, a candle..just a spark. If you’re like me just listen to the wail of the wind, with it sails the voices of souls akin. Tired and alone, without warmth to feel at all. So I’ll carry on like I was told, in winters breath I feel at home.

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