When It's Gone

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Lonely lonely

oh so very lonely

missing it wholly

lonely lonely

one lone toy

left in the box

the last hanging leaf

only child left by pox

alone are we

doomed to death

cry as you like

we take our last breath

floating through skies

empty and dark

passing them bye

souls with no spark

no sparks to give way

to fires end

and fire to life

life do we bend

bend as we might

life is still life

no matter what bends

is still a great strife

alone as we are

our friends unite

named death and pain

we fight the good fight

we are losing so

our forces kept

at bay the sparks

who in the past leapt

only in the past

they leapt to flee

the world that held them

so funnily

we used to laugh

at the graces we will lie

but now we can see

how little we defy

no longer do we fight

our forces have wained

our fight is over

no one is pained

we were the last

alive we banned

together to save

to make a final stand

the toys are all broken

the box left cold

the tree is now barren

wishing for the old

the child that died

who was the last chance

will no longer grow old

old enough to dance

lonely lonely

we wish to be lonely

lonely lonely

missing it wholly

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